A strong man is he who fears most, Not he who has no fear. You see, A man with no fear, Has nothing to fight.

I like keeping soil in my pockets, It's nice to have it with me. Feels like I'm closer to nature, And it's easier than taking the sea.

So Easy The day won't last forever, And though an hour, in bed may seem like a minute, Awaken. For there are plenty of minutes to be had, On your deathbed. This week won't last forever, And though a day, At work may seem like Utter hell, Savour it. There are enough days In your retirement. This year won't last forever. And though the wait For your holiday is Agonising, There is more agony in regret. You've got all the time in the world, And it's so easy to waste.

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They were both young, students at the same university. Essex, to be exact. Her parents disapproved, disowned her, were disgusted. His were elated, celebrated, couldn't wait to set the date. And in amongst it all they were there, together, lost in each other. It didn't last long, not really. Eight years, maybe. Long enough for it to be painful for everyone involved. She didn't trust him. Moved away to some obscure place. That's just her; spontaneous. He wasn't sorry. Went to the city, more work there. That's just him; workaholic. They've got their new families now. New houses, new friends, new children, even. They weren't meant to meet. They'd have probably been happier if they hadn't. But they did. Two elements reacted and it was utter chaos. They weren't meant to meet. But they did. And now I'm here.