The times have come after all. Come but not changed. I think we really expected them to. Really did. A new beginning. Young and wise in an endless dawn......

Now it's the same age-old continuous shuffle, blindfold. Lemmings to the brink. Don't let us think, don't let us see. Turn the light off, and on, and off again.

Spare the old, and save the child. Shore up the defences, the oceans are too strong, too deep, too powerful. We are nothing, not even the grains of sand nor the sea-spray blown across the beach. Yesterday we were here, the day before we were not.

Tomorrow we live again,
the day after not.

On and off,
and off again.



No next time.





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