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Jan 2017
The **** factory?
will get back to me,
not quite sure what they do
down in the factory.

not many come back of the
many who go and
I'm not really sure if
I'm sure I should know
why.

what if they die in
the ****Β factory?
what if they **** me
in the **** factory
what will they do for me
in
the **** factory?

and they're everywhere
springing up like daffodils,
it kills me to see it.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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