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When you doubt, I’ll tell you the truths I use to try to convince myself - and you’ll tell them back to me next time. When you fear, I’ll sing you the songs that soothe me when I’m afraid - and you’ll laugh at my horrible voice but still join in the choir. When you cry, I’ll let you blow your nose in my sleeve and wipe your tears on my chest - and you’ll think to yourself, ‘this is love’, and you’ll be right. When you laugh, I’ll tell you yet another joke and keep 'em coming till you can’t breathe - and I’ll laugh with you and we won’t be able to stop. Whe

‘The World is not black and white anymore, it’s white and black,’ they say, as they watch the borders with men at arms, building their walls, protecting their own, keeping out the threat of those threatened by a world that hasn’t the room for them. God forbid that we should help those who’ve no longer a chance to help themselves. Let’s hope the world is less white and black when we’re the ones          on the run. It’s probably not.

Rain. It was raining as he walked through the city on that Friday night. Dancing. Dancing and laughing and drinking all around him; a choreographed parade of our best and brightest, stumbling around aimlessly in the rain. Up. He looked up towards the sky, only to get a rain drop in his eye - and through wet eyes he saw the moon shining brightly on him.       Laughter. He heard the laughter of a couple as they drunkenly stumbled into him, mumbled apologetically and wavered on - but he did not react; his eyes fixed on a far off point in front of him. An unknown point he may once have reached and was now constantly chasi