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it began in some dank cave,
rich the reach of human wit,
artefacts to make life easier,
from reservoirs to cess-pit
wombs warm, mostly safe,
then cots and stately prams,
family pews to plastic bags,
bottles of warming drams
harvest rain in your butts,
insurance of prison cells,
cracks in daddy's egg-cup,
minds like burning hells
walnut coffins and...
Sunday 28th March 2021 9:54 am
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