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Apr 27, 2010 21:15:44 GMT
Post by (((O))) on Apr 27, 2010 21:15:44 GMT
Pity about the Tele.
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Sept 7, 2010 19:34:06 GMT
Post by (((O))) on Sept 7, 2010 19:34:06 GMT
Inspiration:
Language bearers, photographers, diary makers You with your memory are dead, frozen Lost in a present that never stops passing Here lives the incantation of matter A language forever
Like a flame burning away the darkness Life is flesh on bone convulsing above the ground
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Sept 8, 2010 17:14:12 GMT
Post by feetdreamingharryosity on Sept 8, 2010 17:14:12 GMT
Grimm. Looks good.
Moving to Glasgow tomorrow by the way.
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