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Smashed fragments huddled for warmth
Beneath a yawning ambivalent sky
Thynne Street shivers in the early dark
broken bits of Britain stir
and walk out scarf wrapped
coughing like gypsies dead from living
crackles scattered on a floor of frost
where life is a Londis of use-by dates
and mars bar breakfasts bought in haste
choking on the fumes of the bank quay station
fragranced by soap factory smo...
Thursday 4th February 2010 12:41 am
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