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An Everyday Poem

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Keys

Keys

Keys

Keys

I can't find my fucking keys.

 

Keys 

Keys

Keys

Keys

Where the fuck are my fucking keys?

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Lisa C Bassignani

Mon 5th Aug 2019 10:57

under the sofa cushion?

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Tommy Carroll

Sun 4th Aug 2019 18:14

branwell have you seen "Marathon Man" - say it slowly ?
Tommy

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