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OUTTAKES ~ 02 – COMMON PEOPLE –

… … … COMMON PEOPLE … …   …   …   The common man is hidden He hides Society once dressed him in grey And navy But now out of the magician’s hat Badly free Punctured skin and stored notes NHS … Continue reading

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