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Sep 2022
Soon I'll be dead and rotting in the ground or Ash that was once there on  well kept swept forgotten floors.
When I say
Soon I don't mean literally , heavens above,  you ain't getting rid of me .
Stooge like relics preaching propaganda ,  wave my wish like wand and calm ya .
Carry my banner
With nothing exclusive
On
It
The day to day is
All
I request
From it
Written by
Gary burns  53/M/Scotland
(53/M/Scotland)   
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