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Last roads
, oh know, just that, nowhere, this one brings me back. Where do these last roads begin and end, in our minds. Are we forever traveling down last roads as we imagine only for them to have no beginning or
, oh know, just that, nowhere, this one brings me back. Where do these last roads begin and end, in our minds. Are we forever traveling down last roads as we imagine only for them to have no beginning or
Out there
Halfpenny moment
28-06-1914
3 foot ruler
ABANDONED
About Tomorrow
ABSURB
Acceptance
ACCESSORY
ACROSS THE LINE
ADVERSITY OF VANITY
AIMLESS
ALTERNATIVE BELFAST
AMERICAN DIPLOMACY
AND ALL THAT THERE
AND NOW....A WORD FROM BRIAN
ANGELS
ANGELS CARING
ANGELS FALLING
ANNOYING SUCKER
ANYONE
AN INOFFENSIVE MAN
ART OF LIFE
ASKING A QUESTION
ASSUMPTION
AS WE CHOOSE
ATOMIC NUMBER (6}
ATTEN--SHUN
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You think you're standing still.
You think you're sitting down.
Then why are you pacing around?
You think you're lying down
You think you're sleeping.
Faces are crowding in.
You think you're still.
You're always moving around.
Images are fading, disappearing, appearing.
Stop pacing- lie down.
Stand still- sit down.
CAN’T!
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