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Sep 2020
Mushroom promises swell into existence,
flim-flam miracles,
pristine plump “truths”
when uttered, swelling proud
alongside peach-keen
endorsing smiles

But the treacle of decay acts quickly
so even the casual observer
sees the rot before the ink dries,
smells rank mould,
and we decry ad infinitum
Dave Robertson
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Dave Robertson  46/M/UK
(46/M/UK)   
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   Imran Islam and Eshwara Prasad
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