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My stories

Charioteer

Be my charioteer in this battle, the arrows are mine alone to fire deep into the anguished groan of tortured heart,

Early Exit

"The finest day I ever had was when tomorrow never came" Kurt D Cobain 1967 - 1994 (For Tommy Irwin who didn't make it)

This Garden

This whole city slum is my almond garden streetlamps my saplings and the pylons my trees I breathe deeply, the dustbin decay

When We Meet Again

I'm sure we will meet again

Maya

"The earth was barren with no form of life; It was under a roaring ocean covered with darkness. But the Spirit of God was moving over the water ? "...

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