I was one of the last free children, raised in the 60's Roaming from dawn to dusk, the seashores, lakes and fields of England, Canada and Bermuda. At nine I was sent to Dickensian boarding school to get the 'Best Education money can buy.' So good, it illuminated the falsehood at its heart. So bad it abused my human rights as a child. Like Icarus I refused to be enslaved to the rules. I was a Poet and Musician in search of adventure.
At fifteen I ran away to join the 'Piccadilly Circus' A Rabelasian meltdown of drugs, sex and sin
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