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Happy/Sad that little feeling
Seeing the siblings at the piano
Like the time down in old Eccles street
But, now running the young where
They held their sides running them to killing day
Wonder he left upset around the dying bed
The animal corporation left all in little boats
and hastens the course of their incurable disease: the road rising
To the slaughterhouse where meat
Works against itself
Works against loneliness
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