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The Neon Sunrise, the little Puppy who Could Not
a thousand suns, a thousand stars
arms like mother earth, and the face of Mars
If all the colour is drained from the world
I will see in shades of grey
Rather than black and white
If there is anything to see at all
And If there is anyone to see it.
a thousands suns, a thousand stars
A shower curtain sticky with acid rain
Wrapped around a dead girl in the street
Lying inbetween an old street scene
Of blown up cars, and carpet glass
Someone must bare witness, but who will ever hear
The story they record, the words that they record.
A thousand stars, a thousands suns
Came raining down, one mild Tuesday afternoon
A terrible, terrific, agony scream
A fire that was white with anger cleansed the path
All the way from the old All Saints Church
up to the railway bridge. Dont know
How things go, further out.
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"Do not tell lies, and do not do what you hate,
for all things are plain in the sight of Heaven. For nothing
hidden will not become manifest, and nothing covered will remain
without being uncovered."
The Gospel of Thomas
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