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Let me be as pure as rain, where I touch giving life again Like the fine soft grass, soothing the feet of all that pass I want to grow as o..

There was a time when we had nothing Only dreams that we shared We were happy in our innocence Holding each other, into the others e..

For a start what is art? Does it have to fit all the rules? Is it the same today as yesterday? Or are standards only tools? For me it has to..

In a garden of woe Briers of trouble grow Thorns in parched sand A desert under the sun Where no victory can be won ..

We say that dumb beasts don't feel the cold That children don't care for the old But it is us, in our ignorance, that think they don't suffer Or..

Though the luster’s gone We carry on

Will you offer a helpful hand to a stranger? Will you risk yourself for someone in danger? Will you take from your mouth to give to someone in..

You are far more intelligent than me Surely you see that your very view is your end Forever frozen in the rigidity of self righteousness ..

Some years ago I needed to know What was the amount of my last deposit So the bank I called and a voice drawled Your account number please,..

With each passing day the sounds of night go away It used to be a time of peace, now only lights and sirens of police Screams in the night awa..