Half forgotten memory

We fear the third man as only the first and the second can, he is following in the rear and we can’t see his face therein lies the fear. Something I read but the first two are now dead, the third is an enigma, but he gives me nightmares I see those desolate places and…

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Some people

Why are you on the streets? because I’m homeless, no excuse says plod and gets the nod to fine the guy, how am I gonna pay when I have only the day for currency and the night to worry me? not my problem says plod, if you’re a junkie talk to ‘Frank’ if you’re a…

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Pancakes for breakfast

If all you ever wanted was the want of wanting more then want no more, your company in isolation and by the window boxes of a now castrated nation has been noted and you are found not wanting. see! you get what you ask for and sometimes even more. I’m asking Boris for a handout…

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