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Apr 2016
Twin yellow stripes;
ride down his back.
So he keeps on driving down
the track.
with ever increasing speed,
from an ever-growing need.

Cash in hand,
Soul ******* in the back.
on an aimless ride.
through the ever-present
prescient present.
Gregory Paul Dancer
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Gregory Paul Dancer
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   PJ Poesy
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