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You speak my name in whispers, and act as though i don't exist,yet no-one will miss my embrace, and not one face is left un-kissedI'm the face of a ne..
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The
small group walks the blasted street
,a white shirt flutters high
Women
speak in voices hushed,
in
hand a ..
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Discard this dusty ego,
like an overcoat in the sun
No more for false desires
will this grey matter motor run
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A cover that's so fancy,ornately gilded and bejewelledYet your pages are mostly emptyand it seems your ink has pooledRecycling well known imagesin a c..
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I met a man
upon my travels,
at twilight
as the day unravels
A man unkempt
with dreaded hair
in faded clothes, andfeetso bare
And a..
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Is it fear of deeper water that see’s us frolic in the shallows,
on that sea that stretches from a minds shoreline ?
Do we fear we&rsq..
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Democracy's just a word when profit margins are on the lineArbenz learnt the lesson of the corporates grand designTorrijos and Roldos fought, and came..
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Forget your man made borders, shifting lines drawn in the sand Too often turned to trenches dug byjewelled flag waving hands Too often used as pris..
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Our Lady of the shadows Holy Mother of the bone Mistress of the gallows Keeper of our final home Our companion on that final road,a guide through ..
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Eddie was an amazingly talented fast bowler who once bowled Donald Bradman out for a duck.Eddie was also an aboriginal, and has been forgotten from th..
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