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Apr 2016
why
should my time in the sun
be cast in the shadow
of those
that would set themselves
above me?
when icarus falls
will i be expected
to reach out a samaritans hand
to help him up
from laying in the dust
of his own char
or will i pluck a burnt feather
for my new jaunty hat?
Joey Jo Jo Jnr Shabadoo
Written by
Joey Jo Jo Jnr Shabadoo  Liverpool
(Liverpool)   
263
   victoria
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