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Let Us Go Then You And I While The Night Is Laid Out Against The Sky Like A Smear Of Mustard On An Old Pork Pie.
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Let us go then you and I
while the night is laid out against the sky
like a smear of mustard on an old pork pie.
"Nice poem Tom. I have ideas for changes though, why not come over?"
-- Ezra
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