OK so Peter reckons the stuff on here’s recycled crap, he’s possibly right, see what you think:
Through early morning fog
a vision of the things
I look to the future,
it makes me cry, but it seems too real
to tell you why.
Free from the Century,
with nothing but memories.
Amatuer, waffling crap eh….haha, I know you’ll be content, in the right line of employment etc