Thursday, May 25, 2017

Seething in politics, when I don't see you. I wish for you in your colours. I want my words to become a highlight of party policy. But it won't matter until it all goes away. It won't matter until I disappear. 

Picture. Identity. Place of residence. Tax slips. Wage slips. Bank statements. Proof of address. All says they couldn't care less.

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