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Oct 2017
Gimme ol' God now a breath of fresh air that's as fresh as breath-air
for my peas fly on a trapeze whilst my black lungs breathe as a pair
π‘Ίπ’–π’›π’š π‘©π’†π’“π’π’Šπ’π’”π’Œπ’š
(Simpang Bedok, Singapore)   
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