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Wednesday, 25 December 2013
HAPPY XMAS NAIL
there is a mark in the plastic floor in the hospital on level b a simple imprint of a nail i remember when the building was new and all the doors unlabelled and a fine layer of builders dust covered everything it was the only blemish a simple imprint of a nail (until all the door handles came off and dusty had to replace them all before theyd let him retire) now the building is bashed and used the walls stained with screams and laughter still i stop and look at the simple imprint of a nail on the dotty lino of level b happy xmas nail i mutter tho the nail is long gone
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