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News hits you in the face Like vodka on the side of the throat. This inescapable mess Drapes itself over a sofa, As arrogant as Brutus Being fed is hourly dose of grapes. Taunting you In all your poor innocence. What to make of the news And what to do? It can change you, And you won't even know it.

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katie-hagan

English

Published: Jun 21, 2013
LinesWords: 1360

Notes: Change, life, roman, power, news

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