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Mixing marmalade and desire.

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@stagecoachgroup @WhizzKidz shame one of your drivers just forcibly removed a young wheelchair user https://t.co/qfS4LIKqqe

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Because these wings are no longer wings to fly
But merely vans to beat capitalism https://t.co/cvhUApnAjO

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@RichardDawkins Electronics geek out to impress teacher is my assumption of his motives you very odd man.

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@witchards the butterfly that lives a day/something something nettly. butterfly host with the mostest.

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.@textgruen @londonerwalking "A crowd flowed over London Bridge, so many,
I had not thought death had undone so many." @TSElibot @TSEliotBot

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Unreal city...
When an underground train, in the tube, stops.
And I am frightened.
And right action is freedom.
#TubeStrike

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We all dwell together to make money from each other. I think we are in rats' alley. Rats so elegant, so intelligent.

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@kzitoptinternet for decisions or revisions which a minute will reverse.

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Oxi is the coolest vote.

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Prufrock is a tedious cat. He's called, at times, the Fool. Those measured mornings, indecisions; his formulated mewl.

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I grow old... cautious... Do I dare disturb the sparrows now? Dare to wriggle on a pin? To start a scene or two. To say just what I mean

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Here, said she, is your card: The Universe, reversed, inverted, curled about, asleep.

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In the room the universe comes and goes.

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Dead Lazarus wears white spats in Pall Mall.
This is not what I meant at all.

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April is the cruellest myth.

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I have lost my sight, smell, hearing, taste and colonnade.

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Eyes I dare not meet in memory
Deliberate with tenderness

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The readers of memory only, reconsidered passion,
Sway in the wind like a field of ripe corn.

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We are the Jellicle Cats
We are the theatrical cats
Quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass

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Mrs Equitone comes and goes
Heavy feet in clumsy shoes
Lifting her cargo of dead Negroes