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Apr 2016
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                                               Taxi
              |              bare metal in midday heat
              |        ripped edges reflecting the rays.
              |        (                                   ­       0          )
              |  Crumbling windscreens, magnet attaches,
            mirrors hanging, rent, as drops towards crusher.
            @@                               &                                  @ @                              
            Death row, last journey, left only a steel obelisk.
                Amalgam of plastics, metal, awaiting rebirth.

                    Be off away                        once again
                      when the                            jobs call.
Taxi
A P Taylor
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A P Taylor  Melbourne
(Melbourne)   
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