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Mar 2016
When life comes tumbling down,
as walls do sway and shake.
Though you claw and drown,
you're left with sole keepsake.
Your name is an image
that people know from hill to glen.
Your name is all you have,
when your world comes crashing in.
Mr E
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Mr E
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