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Apr 2020
The strong to be made weak
because the weeds are always grass-root levels
no matter where they grow they never rise high or strong
and just a sprinkle of ****-killer and they fade, wither and die
in jealous rage and angst the weeds started throwing ****-killer
at the Timber in the forest, they are still tossing thirty years down
and they are still at grass-root levels sprinkling ****-killer at Timber
Yenson
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Yenson  M/London
(M/London)   
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