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we could surrenderwe could all meet upand go on a four daybender orwe could send aletter to the governmentindicating our dismay,butIt all seems a bit mono’information goesin one ear and out ofthe other. Doing nothing is something weshould do something about. Peter’s on the journey todayhe passed awaya month agoI will goto the funeralandsay goodbye…

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Catapults in the crypt

For as long as I can be I’ll be as strong as I can be which could be a long time. Before the construct, before we got chucked on the rubbish heap time was time and was not cheap, now we waste it basing our waste on the mountains of minutes in the far distant…

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Bearings

Wondering who the pilot is and where is he taking me to? Through landscapes unfamiliar, across sand and seas which all look similar, down in the valleys up back alleys along the streets of destiny where I am looking back at me, I wonder who this pilot is. In this maze of throw-aways, take-aways and…

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The club

It’s funny though isn’t it? that in the valley of the shadow the sun doesn’t shine. The mountains we had to climb and all that time now wasted. Paradise must be so nice everyone wants to be there and I’m just following the crowd…

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On the foredeck

The end is by far and away the best place, the journey becomes incidental and the experience immaterial. The first steps as they say are the hardest even if you’re wearing sneakers. The hurdles placed, the obstacles faced and yet we have raced against time to get here. And if here is where we are then…

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Proposals

   When I get to Nebraska I’ll ask her   alone on the praire she thinks, oh how dare he but she’s secretly happy.   Buffalo words from buffalo herds and buffalo skin to keep out the cold.   Oregon and we travel on the West so dear so pioneer when I get to Nebraska…

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