May 2012
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May 26th
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May 16th
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May 15th
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May 13th
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May 13th
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May 12th
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May 10th
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May 9th
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May 8th
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May 7th
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May 7th
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May 7th
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May 7th
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May 7th
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May 7th
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May 4th
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May 1st
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May 1st
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April 2012
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Apr 30th
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Apr 30th
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Apr 26th
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Apr 24th
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Apr 23rd
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Apr 23rd
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Apr 23rd
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Apr 19th
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Apr 19th
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Apr 18th
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Apr 17th
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Man
I was the man. I was the man of many firsts. I was the first of flowers on parade. I was the first of dreams come true And a myriad of other dreams, coming through. And then in love, I was the first in line. I was the first to go quietly. I was the first of many such men. I was the man.
Apr 17th
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Apr 15th
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Apr 15th
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Apr 15th
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March 2012
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Mar 31st
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Mar 31st
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Mar 31st
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Excerpts from the Memory Bank - Mandatory Imagery
I imagine seeing her again. Magically appearing at my workplace, saving me from mandatory services, with that smile of hers. I’d say, “What are you here for?” And she’d look at me so eagerly, wondering the exact same thing, yet unable to speak. I imagine this to be true and I’d imagine it so hard to make it true.
Mar 26th
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“Living longer than I had intended Something must have gone right”
– Morrissey
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Mar 23rd
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Mar 20th
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Mar 18th
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Mar 12th
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Mar 8th
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Mar 8th
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Phantoms, The Beautiful Meaning Thing
She haunts me like a real ghost would. I still harbour thoughts of you cheating on him for me. Braving stormy weathers, all these years through. With each step we pace, we had forgotten about all that could have been… Surfacing once more, with just a scratch of the pin.
Mar 7th
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Mar 7th
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