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Fangs
It never went away I was only a kid I
Remember years of tooth-ache after it
Mutated the winters were the worst and when the
NHS went there was panic, riots
Bodies in the streets,
Dad went for food but
Never came back like
Half-naked animals we were,
Screams hung in the smoke, bells tolling
Weeping politicians and
Hoarders got strung up on the news, mobs burned the
...
Sunday 14th June 2020 1:11 pm
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