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a man came over my wall today, electric fence didn’t stand in his way, stone wall whitewashed, three metres high, he took all my money but i’ll get by. my beautiful flat, so perfect and clean, don’t understand how he could be so mean, unnatural invasion of my personal space, a notice for sale in the classifieds i’ll place. made me question his family and where he lives, and what sort of hope to our country he gives, or if there is money in his bank account, while the crime here at home continues to mount. insurance delivers when you pay the excess, but i have no more clothes, so how can i dress? what hurts my soul and so much more, is the picture trampled - left at my front door.