Why do I remember the past and not the future? (thanks for reminding me of this-Hawkings) I cling....linger.....lurk.....
Its like skidoos....and 'rebel' station-wagons (talk about an oxy-moron )
"The vastest things are those we may not learn. We are not taught to die, nor to be born, nor to burn with love....How pitiful is our enforced return, to those small things we are the masters of." Mervyn Peake
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