reversed reunited revitalised and recycled ... Despite the reverberations and echoes in time ... A tea trolley ... A shopping trolley a carpet all aid the removal of the remnants of a life that struggled awhile
Tossing and turning through the swathes of work here in the dust, morning, noon and night and even when I do get to sleep ... the dreams disturbed as I plough through the recesses of a time different to what is seen
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