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FLOWERS

      FLOWERS                        TIM WILLIAMS JAN. 2015

EVEN THE PRETTIEST BUNCH OF FLOWERS WILL DIE IN A DRAFT
NO MATTER WHICH FLAG YOUR FLYING, YOU CANT SEE IT IN THE DARK,
NO MATTER WHO YOU'VE BEEN PRAYING TOO, IT'S JUST YOUR GOD AT THE END OF THE DAY,
THE MAN WHO GOT ELECTED AINT LISTENING WHEN YOU PLEAD FOR A LITTLE EXTRA PER DAY,
THE JOB CENTRE'S A ZOO YOU'VE BEEN SET-UP TO FAIL,
THE FOODBANK IS THE BUISIEST SHOP ON THE HIGH STREET TODAY

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