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Are you forever looking at your face on your "Selfie phone", A slave to the minute's and hours of the day ?

Well these words have just become the lyrics to a song but were written as a poem, hope you enjoy my ramblings.

Made up my mind, it's time to move on !!

Words from the afterlife

What makes us feel safe and secure, our own boxes, large or small !

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