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Send us Fan MailRadioEarly morning, dawn breaking across the skies, heard the news on the radio, saw the tears in heaven’s eyes,Hard to believe no ones wishing anymore, a long time coming, hope stripped from the sacred dark, the gods have shut their doors.We’re outand alone  here, as far and as certain we can ever know, yet we keep fighting for our flags, forgettingwho we are, lost in politics and blindness,we’re never going to grow.So I tried to change channels, but it’s all yesterday’s news, today, tomorrow, this morning, politics blinding, theirs, not mine, shouting, screaming, messagesand meanings, sound bites and blues.Instead, I stepped outside, looked out, left the thoughts of rockets of war, weapons and hate behind, saw past the morning, into the dawn of forgotten light, and saw the winter sun, and thought ‘when the planets dead, will matter to none.’Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know who my audience is and perhaps you can suggest some further topics or themes for my writing! And do give me [email protected]