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May 2014
I hear you cry.
strife isn't for free
boulders cost more than heft
lacklustre fate besmirches open mouths,
taking arms against the throne
ages man,
surviving on required pittances
swales the rivers end.
Antony Glaser
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Antony Glaser  60/M/croydon
(60/M/croydon)   
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