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Monday 9th January 2017.

The clock ticks...the sound taunts...darkness has fallen the day is less than two hours away...the white screen before me is vast it mocks in silence...shall i let it bother me...perhaps not, as i have made the hours of the day tick-tock in a fashion where i feel that Hope can be found amongst the cabbage patch, should i need to rummage to make the belief that the word beautiful can still be found amongst the curves of the planet..a phone call today from Australia ended with 33*C...and " i'm on my way to the beach "...did i think drat, bitch, or simply sigh as rain drops from heaven gushed, perhaps i laughed instead....So Goeth....

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