The last day of a year that hasn’t quite been, the best, If you’re part of the celebrity scene. It started with pop stars all passing away, and ended months later, in about the same way.


The rich and the famous can’t hide from the reap. The same as the rest of us, no one will keep. An pouring of grief as each month passes by, with sentiment gushing, and tears in the eye. 


But let’s not forget all the family we’re told, let’s not ignore all the lonely or old. As the clock strikes the hour where the new year arrives, let’s think of the future, let’s make the best lives. 
Happy new year.

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Adam Adamson still is an awesome shag... Well he is. Honest. But whatever, he has always loved to write, even before he could write. Its been a passion of his since he realised that others would read his stuff and get a little emotional. That gripped him really. Was it good or was it crap? Anyhoo! Enjoy reading what i’ve scribbled and who knows… one day it might make sense.

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