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"Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one's head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace." - Oscar Wilde

Subway Ramblings

Stumbling onto wrong line, now in Tottenham Court, The marshmallow taste of our last kiss has turned ever so bitter, That lust filled time, where bloodshot eyes aligned, somnolent mix crashing with want and pride, Our hearts wealth is lost in this city

Stolen ideas

One weekends parapraxis

Massive Attack - Paradise Circus

When the still sea conspires