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We are gathered here today to pay homage to all those who have lost their homes due to the current cost of living crisis, and all those goi..

What lies between the first and second thought but a pause to reflect or a space to enjoy the silence.

Life is a lease given for one to find love as a loan.

He who has the last laugh isn't joking.

The train of thought has many passengers that don't disembark.

Balanced on the threads of time hangs the memory capturing the moment.

He who knows no bounds does not need to leap.

Mankind cannot integrate where hatred lies deep they must remain forever separate to maintain peace.

From the cradle to the hearse in between we are multitasking.

In the space of yesterday I found myself travelling today never reaching tomorrow.