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Jul 2018
How do you know
So much

You family
Youyoung ones?

(A machette

Spilt asunder-
Branches

Bamboo folds)

All you were told

(Not lies,
Pretend protection)

How come

Little innocents,

We knew
So much?
Written by
Mike Adam  67/M/London England
(67/M/London England)   
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