Bins, bins, bins
and more bins.
So many bins everywhere -
on street corners -
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A long, long time ago,
from across the vastness of our galaxy,
a bright silvery spaceship landed on earth.
Space travellers coming from another world.
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Labyrinth's complex image
focusses thought.
Its pattern flows with mystique and definition
requiring precision and understanding.
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True bliss permeates my soul
displayed like a master canvas.
My mind's a whirl of colour
surrounded by softness of sound
...
You said you wouldn't come,
but here you stand,
looking at me with lost mournful eyes.
Seeking refuge, seeking a friend,
...
I miss you now you've left
for all I have are just memories and a photograph
of a joyous moment long time captured.
History never to repeat itself.
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The spectacular rise of the morning sun
never failing,
always welcoming,
is made more appealing with scent of fresh coffee.
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It's early and I should be asleep.
Why am I not asleep?
Because I am awake.
If I'm awake, then I am clearly not asleep.
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I stand and stare,
not wanting to go further
worried that, should I enter,
I'll be lost in the depths of the labyrinth
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Oh help my eyes are red and swollen and can't see
For something unpleasant has happened to me
In the mirror I saw to my surprise
A horrible pair of red staring bulging eyes
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