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once shoes went to cobblers

new valves a radio renewed

cut-throat razors stropping

nappies boiled then brewed

 

now artefacts come and go

we exploit them every day

serve a purpose then gone

discards, just thrown away

 

are us people any different?

used and then tossed aside

minds or bodies plundered

left weeping, hollow, dried

 

poets call it romantic l...

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