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he is home he came from siam yonder shouts from the ground floor heralded his return smile escaped from my static face call out his name thunder, rain dark face swivels to the left five foot ten rises up from the plastic chair as dark as him i expect a hug but lo i am not a child, not anymore a protocol of high fives replayed and the traffic of words return to the highway of arsenal, chelsea, man city
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May 1, 2014
May 1, 2014 at 7:15 AM UTC
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he is home he came from siam yonder shouts from the ground floor heralded his return smile escaped from my static face call out his name thunder, rain dark face swivels to the left five foot ten rises up from the plastic chair as dark as him i expect a hug but lo i am not a child, not anymore a protocol of high fives replayed and the traffic of words return to the highway of arsenal, chelsea, man city
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May 1, 2014
May 1, 2014 at 7:15 AM UTC
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