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Nov 2013
Run
Oh dear my drums are blown
been ****** straight out of me ears
don't want do go deaf yet
well, at least for a few more years

This was once a pleasant city
but now it's become rack and ruin
I don't want to live here any more
make sense of things, do what I am doing

Run from the city run as fast as you can
have two kids on your shoulders and run man run
make no waste of perishing time
Run man Run

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
Written by
Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
(London UK)   
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