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Saturday, 22 February 2020
Tomorrows a new......Something.
Entranced by a maze to try and forever engrace
we're ever blessed, like a vicar mud covered, in grave
a sanctimonious name mouldy engraved
crack a message, granite carved, for time to aspirationally change.