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Oct 2012
Breathe to me the
morning from your
lungs
and we'll live like there's no tomorrow,

                  Spice it up to HD and alter in a little more

!Spontaneity

Creativity!

Taking our spades and
digging,
scratching out holes in the atmosphere to
fish for life's little sugar hearts
in all it's pick-a-mix,
that we'll eat
and chew,
swallowing life for our bodies to feel
                                                   just a little more
-
-
-
WHOLE.

And we'll do it all,


Straight after our telephones finish ringing...
C Phillips
Written by
C Phillips
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