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   ..and you flicker switching frequency, see me I shone briefly…

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Killing time

   I drift past these pinpricks of light in the ocean where night is the tide, side on to infinity where destiny awaits me,   I have an idea that she’s already here beside me.   Excitement with intent and I aim to please, have you ever seen roses like these? she says, ‘no’  …

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The reed pipe

    Empty vessels and all that,   it makes sense of the senselessness and  brings self to the selfless pointless is blunt when the army’s on the hunt with bayonets fixed, but the runt of the litter the weasel eyed critter sees all.   not always so so you know, and won’t always be,…

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