In the blue corner

I’ll have to fightnot becauseI have to fight orbecause it’s rightto fight,buthow else does onestop the night fromwinning?…

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Count to seventeen and relax

There is nothing peculiarthat isn’t so similarto how we behave. Behaving badly,madly, oh truly,sweep me off my feetand you’re wondering,I can see it,but I can be a wonderwatch as I blunder my waythrough the day. She loves meShe loves me a lot,she loves me not isnot in my bunch of roses…

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In the diary

When they dig up thetwenty-first centuryto relate, such as it was, the historythey’ll thinkit’s a blooming great mysterythat those people survived at all. and now,it’s a ‘..moral obligation..’ send our children to school,when education has nothingto do with it…

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Must stop doing this

Thought today was Sundayturns out that it’s Monday,just giving myself a slapto get back on track. Never forgot my name yetgetting on a bit but not there yetthinking there’s lots of time, yetknowing that cannot be true. soI ammaking the moments lastas if each minute could tie me fastto the idea of it’s me being…

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