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A waking dream

I had a dream this night; I am on my bike,And I hear a deafening noise behind me,A jumbo jet coming in to crash land,So I pedal harderTo get away But then I thinkIt might crash in front of meIt will go faster,But I keep pedallingHarder and harderAs fast as I canDaring not look back.ContinueContinue reading “A waking dream”

Another kind of suicide

I need to bottle myself. I have something desperately important to do, To communicate, But I don’t know what it is, Or to whom. ============= Each one of us is filled to the brim with potential, But society requires us to bottle it. Put a cork in it. Keep out of the way, And don’tContinueContinue reading “Another kind of suicide”