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King of No-Man's-Land
He's the king of No-Man's-Land,
a kingdom noone cares about.
He reigns so sovereign his town,
no man 's never gonna vote him out.
His people here are all left-overs
or left-alones or left-behinds.
The most grey-haired, of random beauty,
all bored to death and all resigned.
Some of them must've had a dream once -
but that has been long years ago -
must've got...
Tuesday 3rd September 2019 12:33 pm
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