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By Jack Joseph Smith
The Place
Pain spreads like recking a borrowed truck
How does one understand it,
flipping on the bridge, gee wis
Pain is the cops way after handcuffs first,
and clubs next, when the six O'clock in the
morning bars are keeping you from your wife's
car, and her time for work
Pain is not having t.V. in a trama ward
2 Pain is strangd, and their is not one person
on this Earth that has ever had it,
that dosent't know that it, the pain seems to
leave, when it starts to spread
The horror sent through the back
Our pain remembers not individually,
your clasic timd and space, our servarity, :
has us only live py paace to place’.’.