Harvest

It’s nothing like the pictures they paint it really ain’t, but we compromise and turn blind eyes to what we knew and hope anew that a new beginning can begin can we win? is Bob the Builder? in two shakes of whatever the world turns and nothing is ever the same. It was not me…

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lock

Torn between watching drivel or writing drivel, my mind unravels…

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Up for debate

Trying to see things as they might be instead of stuck in this formal reality. we all try don’t we, try to let our imaginations run free windblown and unchained by any boundary? the difficulty, if I can call it that, is we are like a flat screen TV with depth and with colour but…

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Where mountains glide across…

You think that you’ll walk through the valley little knowing that it is the valley that runs through your life. the legend reads, ‘You Are Here’ that’s the only clue, you know who you are but not where you are, the rest of the map is blank. it could be a treasure map but I…

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