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On and On

There will always be life

There will always be energy

in all its forms

and different destinies

From the exquisite and infinitesimally small molecule

to the limitless beauty and grandeur of all Black Holes

and all the Space inbetween,

which my mum used to say '...goes on and on!'

But, which I said at seven, 'It can't go on.  There must be an end.'

'No such word as can't.'...

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Felixpoo You

I’m coming to you on the train
Don’t know what’s wrong with my brain
I want to see the sea
And I miss your face at tea

Don’t get any ideas now
This is just typical me
But, I can only follow my heart
You know I’m not that smart

I was reading poetry in the pub
In familiar surroundings in the hub
Of the concourse at
Liverpool Street Station
Where once excitement reigned
And I’d look ...

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Baby No. 604

604?  That's not your number
Don't you take any notice
It's just a black number
On a white card
Stuck in the dry, red earth
To cover your heart

You were your mother's son
You were your father's son
There was promise of a long life
Running through the days
Playing in the sun

Now, this number
Holding you fast to the earth
It exceeds the days you lived
By almost double in number
Ca...

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