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Feb 2021
Sit still my friend
The world turns for you and me.
We yelled whatever,
And threw ourselves over concrete hills,
Smiled through toothless lips and swallowed blood,
I know what you know,
And we know nothing.
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Nadai  122/F
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     Terence Chinnery and heel
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