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i went to that football game
in the town where i grew up
to see if things had changed
i wandered around and saw
faces i thought i knew
but they kept walking
through the fog of the crowd
without a friendly glance
these are the kids
i thought were adults
but they look on me
like a confused old man

16 Nov 10

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As only an Englander can convey. I rather this be in Halifax or Bradford.  Yorkshire for manliness
 — Rossant