http://slow.writerscafe.org/tallbloke78 The original writings of author Jon en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775977269 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Fucked up is as fucked up doesI know how true this is becauseFucked up is just what I wasI used to lay all night awakeNothing that could numb the acheOf my lifelong worst mistakeLike losing control of the wheel Thought that's all I'd ever feelCouldn't see how time could heal  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tallbloke78/386173/ Live in the momentUse what you've gotDon't fear your opponentJust take your own shot See what's around youTouch smell and tasteStick to what's trueAll else is a waste Take nothing for grantedNever be surprisedDon't be disenchantedBy how life's comprised Y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tallbloke78/356904/ Another oldie i never posted http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tallbloke78/289401/ I'm drunk and a little angry so gonna see what happens http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tallbloke78/278565/ A quick write - some thoughts I had in reading "Vicious Circles" retrospectively. 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