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Please turn the page…

The ducts are drying
Whilst down below
The war is raging
It’s this way the winds blow
Darkness invades
We’ve nowhere to go
Please turn the page…

In a ditch
As the storm waters rage
Looked upon
Negating my age
Fallen to the almost inevitability
Of this scourge
This plague
Never really stood a chance
Even given the stage
Never can I say again
Please turn the pageā€¦


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