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Draw pattern, cut it right, template for life, making and doing, always comes in cycles, returns to the beginning, stays there for a little while and then goes round again sometimes we are up then we are down. Always hope … Continue reading

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A violent swell beneath ragged clouds sends a rusted coaster rolling, propeller blade churning empty air before dipping again beneath the surface. The drag of the sea on her barnacled hull is beginning to threaten  her progress. Each tortured second … Continue reading

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