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Jul 2014
walk the streets of homelessness
step into my shoes
lose the swagger
homeless folk are drunk and stagger
a worthless band of beggar men and
when you think like that,
like the world is flat and
all lines are straight
you'll make a politician yet.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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