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                  once upon a time when no one was

                  looking because dark glasses were in

                  that autumn, and no one was listening

                  because the popular music of the time

                  was loud and brassy, the key to life

                  was stolen by two no good good for

                  nothing partners in crime who passed

it on with sly winks and too much blusher to the only

cat they knew who was up with the jive talk

and down with the kids. if all goes

to plan she'll sling it to the back

of her knicker drawer and it won't

see the disco lights again, until

one day in the winter when the

clouds fall like rain and the

word on the streets is bring

on the black hole, because as

everybody knew all along this

was only ever just a...

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