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This is an old poem revisited. I don't often intend to use old stuff here but, this is an old favourite. Memories of when I had the energy to be angry..
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When I was a young manA heedless headlong consumer of life, was IAbove and beyond the norm or necessityI wore paths deep and wideTo the pleasure centr..
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Things get brokenHeartsMindsIt's no-one's faultIt never isNot reallyButter fingers and distractionWithout malice or forethoughtThingsLike hearts and m..
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I came out of the north-westStaggering from the stormThe surgeons had repaired my bodyAnd my mind hung by one hingeSo I headed for the coast of WalesT..
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