Safe?
I realize what I should be looking for But it's not here Destroy this place For their release Come Down we shall go --------------- The Decider was destroyed
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Asleep
Asleep in the night-time but not for everyone as sirens sound expounding life in all her glorious ways Her clock tock ticks whilst baker kneads more dough whilst printer forms the news
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upstairs downstairs ..
Hide the bins in cupboards (unsightly) Polish up the brasses (where's the dusters) Men-in-suits are here (from outer space) to kick some asses. Smartphones Clipboards Just gliding around.
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Thoughts
Thoughts P K Routray The less is the frequency of thoughts the more is the man calm and composed. The more is the frequency of thoughts, the more to agitation and turmoil the man is exposed.
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Scrap CH TWO part 37
CH TWO 37
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legal highs
when people find a way to deliver themselves from this place for even one moment with chemicals they develop for that very purpose, they will do so, unrepentantly,
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the polluting
yes, the hands may very well start clean & yes, there might very well be an honest heart in the chest of the body which extends the hands & yes, there might be a brain with ideas that would
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the example
while s/he was playing the game following the rules doing what her/he was told & living the life of a good citizen, s/he was walking evidence of a system which had worked,
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A Poem Worthy Of Our Love
A poem worthy of our love is a thing beyond the power of words. A poem is too small a thing; our love requires a choir of birds. Our love should have a hurricane with rose petals to strew,
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Saturday and Sunday, You & Me (Chirpy Pop Song)
Saturday and Sunday. You and me, sitting on the sand beside the sea.
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