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I fit into the skin of Mr quite man, who has a lot...
Who might you be? when nobodies around...

By engaging my curiosity
I hope to make a point...

The hypnotic phenomena, lying dormant within the...
Is without doubt, food for thought...

When love takes off its make up!
The ache begins to tell...

There is no recipe to follow
There is no right way no wrong way...

When I talk, are you hearing me now?
You know when we begin to fight...

If it is wrong, don’t do it
But they do it...

I am at the foot of that dam mountain again
Stretching...

How did normal become abnormal?
Pronouns, names for things now up for change...

The old man is standing,
Why? the bus does not stop here...

I take to my pen as weird thoughts fly about
Politics a game of thrones...