But then where would be the point?
I suppose that's the beauty of this existence.
Take away the violence, and this is where we are:
It's nice here, in the armchair.
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Postings of poetry, lyrics, writings and anything else. All from the typing hands of one Mr. Paul Tinhead. The fingers are magic.
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