Collapse
A long tiring day
Thinking, creating, writing
Collapse into dreams
Lacking maintenance
Bridges we built between us
Collapse in a heap
1984
Orwell's dystopian view
Cultural collapse
Rise
Go on, keep at it
You can tease me all you like
You
won't get a rise
What is a pay rise
When you are a volunteer
Working
just for love
They climbed the slight rise
Chasing rays of setting sun
And were left breathless
Star
In floodlight he saw
In moonlight he followed her
In
starlight they kissed
Inscribed on paper
Stories lived in the real world
Written
in the stars
Stars from a distance
Cool twinkling lights to envy
Burning up inside
Get
Right, that is it. right?
Gotta get outa this place
Last
thing ever do
Get rich really quick
Become a politician
Repent
at leisure
The widow's young get
Became a widow maker
Genetic's will out
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