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Sep 2012
Layer upon layer
~    of    ~
Decay and despair
~
The air thick with prayer
~     but     ~
Look at my hair
~
I'm a billionaire!
~     and     ~
Hereby declare
~     that     ~
Now there's a fare
~     for     ~
Breathing the air
Auroleus
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   M P Hill
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