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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

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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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Freedom

It comes in many forms sometimes it's
as simple as flinging your schoolbag away.
That release from the confines of school room
lets everything ahead you seem so benign.
 
Walking purposefully out the gate swearing
never to call another man sir-ever again.
Starting work in the building game many a 
Time tools flung into the car boot always got another start
same trade different site not knowing or caring about consequences
just doing it because you're free
 
All down the years remained free in my soul never
did call another man sir, now at the end of days 
have no regrets no man to say sir or doff the cap to.
Freedom is a way of life, thankfully I was able to live that way.





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