Eating, eating, eating.

Wasting, wasting, wasting.

Vinyl in the sea of time.




Lost forever.

Why flee the island when your home is not there?

Why fly when the sky will never be home?

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                                                                                                                                                                                    yours

Raining, raining on the ground,
Drops from a thousand hearts of cold.
The falling of the Gaulish crown,
The victory of the glory of Rome.

Falling, falling, everywhere.
Life is death, pain, and fear.

Never to live, nor to love, nor to cry in vain.

Blood-stained lilies, in the emerald lands...

Is the air breathable in space?
What does God really think when you are saying Grace?
Could we have a fleeting touch of life and love
In all the human race?

No.

Because of quantum.

Fantastic fantasy flounders floundering in the fleece.
Fleeing fervent frustration faces, phasing in for free.
Final frolic frothy, frim and folly forth.
Felix feline fragranced friends and fluffy Faradays.