January 2008
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Your life is yours, live it
– LJ109
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The Landing
He looks out of the window staring but not seeing. His eyes look inwards to his sole his personal hell that he imposes on himself. The reflection in the window shows the face of stranger clean cut uniform pressed to precision with creases as sharp as knife. The blue coat set the background the shining golden nebular and cross that blind his vision. Valour is that what it is to survive… The...