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It's all fun and games till someone dies. Then it gets interesting.
Wednesday, 16 June 2010
Poverty Line
“Stark! Stark! Stark!”
Scratched the crow’s immutable shriek.
“Crack! Crack! Crack!”
Its white-lipped child was heard to speak.
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