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(20 minute poetry) Chaos, there is no Central line the drivers are on strike again. Each strike more pain but we endure, one things for sure the tracks remain. As London struggles in the absence of no travelling I couldn't give a toss if I don't get to work no loss. But I left home early just in case I had a change of heart, ha, no chance there my heart don't race except when I see her. On a roundabout route all points are moot Don't know in the dark if I'll be in the West End or at Wembley Park not sure I care they certainly don't. If you hear from me then presently you'll know that I survived and I've arrived. if not then you've got this to read.
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Feb 22, 2017
Feb 22, 2017 at 1:52 AM UTC
Trainspotting For London
(20 minute poetry) Chaos, there is no Central line the drivers are on strike again. Each strike more pain but we endure, one things for sure the tracks remain. As London struggles in the absence of no travelling I couldn't give a toss if I don't get to work no loss. But I left home early just in case I had a change of heart, ha, no chance there my heart don't race except when I see her. On a roundabout route all points are moot Don't know in the dark if I'll be in the West End or at Wembley Park not sure I care they certainly don't. If you hear from me then presently you'll know that I survived and I've arrived. if not then you've got this to read.
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70/English
Feb 22, 2017
Feb 22, 2017 at 1:52 AM UTC
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