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Hive
tales lie in storeys
mine's number ten
concrete and steel
make this tiny den
fresh air's aplenty
noise from the lift
my cell ten years
I won't ever shift
far horizon dizzy
balcony's for birds
walls to speak to
echoing my words
the drop reassures
if you're depressed
open the window
drunk first is best
glimpsed one hurtle
free w...
Wednesday 20th January 2021 12:38 pm
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