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Ben Tol
Poems
Dec 2018
Black Treacle
The dark poison running through Earth's veins,
Made out of dinosaur graves,
Greed controls the liquid's flow,
The tracks it leaves look like great clouds of snow,
A wonderful thing, but its damage is decietful,
Thick, crude and its presence generates evil.
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Ben Tol
21/M/London
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