The ripples of reflection

As dreams migrateso should we.Icould have gone to searounded the capeused a compass todecide my fatebutI stayed on landwatching the second handsweepmy life before it,andthat which we wanted which wasn’t to be,I should have forgotten about herand gone to sea…

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Sad facts

I’m pretty certain that Jesus never had in mindthat folks visiting family would be heavily fined,and someone said,boxes of ‘Celebrations’ had got smaller this yearand that’s because there’s less to celebrate, waste not, want notgoes for chocolates too…

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Trumpets in the background

Does anyone know, can anyone say what’s happening,are we isolating, self-isolating, no contact, no mas..?oops better not say that. ha.too much info,butwhere do we go from herewill next year be more of the sameor will weall have to go on the game andnot be in the game? will there be a vaccinewill it be freeor…

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The raindrop dodger

This is one of those awful daysthat they used to write aboutin the olden daysand I have been out in itonly for a bitbut that bitfelt like a lot. got shoppinggot wetforgot to get milkso it’sblack coffee day,no wayam I going out again…

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Dried

I heard the raindidn’t need to seeto know I was indoorsandit wasn’t raining on me. These are the long daysthe wrong side of the track daysno one is safe. secure? for surewe could be,butone daywe’ll grow too bigfor our hearts andhave to set them free…

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