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Stella
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Salmon Sunday
I'm being choked
From wafts of human waste
I am bound, to this seat
No escape, And
There's no end to
The Sprawl
You'll fight to protect a rusty spoon
All these bricks
will fix nothing
No mortar or stone
will make me
Call this place
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this place home
All these snakes
come crawling out.
There aren't enough
Lizards to feed all of them
I'll gladly watch you short circuit
Confused as to where to buy your
Produce and meat you can't have both
a suburb and no gringo
intervention
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