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  • Remembered, Forgot

    Remembered, Forgot

    Uncertain. Plan for Dreams. Awake, fatigued out slow. Remembered, forgot. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021 *This marks the 300th post on the website, seems like only yesterday. Hope it’s been enjoyable so far! Much love, Giuseppe Gillespie. Watch this space.

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  • Cryptic? Eye’s Domain

    Cryptic? Eye’s Domain

    Cryptic? Eye’s domain, Peering through opening the Size of universe. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021

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  • A Heart of Darkness

    A Heart of Darkness

    Borne on the summit, Where the angels fear to tread. A heart of darkness. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021

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  • Left Strewn About Dark

    Left Strewn About Dark

    Left strewn about dark While sadness, carried in eyes empty, unbecomes. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021

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  • Lie Beneath in the

    Lie Beneath in the

    Lie beneath in the End. Drown out muffled echoes Of the living dead. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021

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  • Make Noise Whilst Living

    Make Noise Whilst Living

    Make noise whilst living. You won’t get much of a chance As a bloated corpse. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021

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  • All is Forgotten

    All is Forgotten

    Damp stone tombstones cracked, Rotted, and unreadable. All is forgotten. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021

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  • Bullying Bison

    Bullying Bison

    Buffalo bison. Bullied Buffalo bison Bullying bison. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021 *Buffalo eight times in a row (Buffalo buffalo Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo Buffalo buffalo) is the longest grammatically correct sentence in the English language. It is a form of Antanaclasis which means repeating the same word but in different senses. Buffalo is a

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  • Cold Early Morning

    Cold Early Morning

    Cold early morning, A quiet powerline buzz My only partner. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021

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  • Old Ireland is Dead

    Old Ireland is Dead

    Old Ireland is dead. Its language, culture, and soul, Traded in euro. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021

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