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Thursday, 12 November 2015
(AMONG OTHER THINGS) COLLEGE WAS 2
college was thesmell oflast nights raining fields caught in my coats cheap weave on the bird-chatter morning bus of strange and changeable teen divisions my boots always damp from dawn dew and spilled beer
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