a neu klasse

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the times,

were hard,

on mine shoulders,

the winter sun,

bearing down my side,

burning my skull,

giving me sunstroke,

in the land of milk and honey,

burning into my scalp,

was this fact too,

that kiwis are more likely,

to get melanoma,

this sun however,

it tells me things,

it tells me of greatness,

it tells me its time,

for a neu klasse.

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