Billy
¶ 1
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Eroding logic
The boots are making me go.
Is this really me?
¶ 2
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Three-striped Sambas
in the glass at Ward’s and White’s:
Gran will buy them.
¶ 3
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Are they really me?
Eroding logic, my boots
are Dead-Shot Keen’s
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