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Jan 2016
All he talked about was topping up his tan, " keep topping it up, keep on topping it up"
while the old lady opposite sat trapped in her memories
and for the life of her she couldn't remember who she was
but one thing was sure never once did she give a **** about a topped up tan.
while an old man sang "yesterday all my troubles seemed so far away but now it seems they are here to stay, oh I believe in yesterday"
Written by
nivek
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