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Falling stars

In is not clever to climb aboard a falling star. It's going in all the wrong ways for you. However if you are going to stay make yourself combatable, do you know where everything is? Make yourself at home. We have everything you will need to forget what you were doing and wanted to accomplish on this foolhardy endeavour. Hold on tight because this star is broken. No stopping or slowing, freefall for all. There will be a meal served to your table at 15 minutes past the hour. A jovial young creature of unknown depths will be your waiter for today so sit back, sip your drink and enjoy our ride.

Columns of light and day

Shocked from dreams of night and day by sharpness in the air that made more than three leave the laundrettes at a speed unforeseen. With supermarket smiles and a haircut for life, surges of energy manhandled the feet through momentary columns of light shielding him from a darkness not yet known.

Oh 4 Oh 5 Oh 6 Oh no

Oh 4 Oh 5 Oh 6 Oh no niggling nasty over hill he clung to his shoe to guide him through village of fear and filth. Earlier that bright morning the sky awoke to see the sun in full glory beam from under her and so, joy would be the feeling of the day. The nasty spied the change in sun and morning from a little while away, feeling the early onset of joy dug his rucksack deep into his spine and for faith trudged on.

The onset of afternoon

Ideas became misty as the sleep was knocked from the dream encrusted eyes. Showered sheaved and shoed a quick shuffle to the street and onward to prior arrangements found the gangrenous love fest on foot and fancy free.

a job for the boys

Slagshat peered over the balcony of his newly acquired terraced flat to see four mysterious shapes move swiftly, if not smoothly, over the uneven terrain of next doors back garden. Slagshat had had the balcony built as soon as he had moved in so as to see all the troubling things about one foot closer.

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