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Jul 2017
One day we'll be kind

Once there was a place for everyone
No starvation no crime we all drunk the fruit off the vine
Now it's a price to pay the land owners to pick from
No freedom no time we can all thirst while rich do not mind
Once there was a place for everyone
people know why they must travel to live off the kind
One day at a time; One day at a time; One day at a time.
Peter Kiggin
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Peter Kiggin  44/M/Wigan
(44/M/Wigan)   
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