No bad blood now
Between our class and
Other form groups

Rivals from school
Have grown into
The same smoke rooms

Those old lock-ins with indigenous no-brains
Seventeen people with only three surnames
Replicas of girls under half their age
Analogue lanes
Led me away

The same word that
They use for won here
I use for lost

Those old lock-ins with indigenous no brains
Seventeen people with only three surnames
Replicas of women over twice their age
Digital roads
Led me this way


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