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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=554685" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ha Home</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It's a funny day to be candid, <br>a funny day to be <br>frank.<br>It's an odd day to be happy, <br>when the storm is brewing black.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Black brewing over Bradford, <br>Bradford brewing black.<br>My tears wishing to remember, <br>if I thought England could turn<br>back.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It's a funny odd day, <br>to be in my home town, <br>where im standing out so, <br>because my skin is not black.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I know one hundred years ago, <br>Blake wrote about the harlots, <br>and they exist here too now <br>and give my stomach knots.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It's not all one sided all this mess, <br>and I seldom can't helping thinking that<br>there's no difference in colour between the walls<br>and between the flying bats.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'm looking at the rubbish<br>which I'd usually name litter <br>but I don't care as I am here <br>dont care and I am bitter.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I have lost all punctuation<br>punctuation in this poem<br>like when I was walking around not knowing <br>where in my home town I was going.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rebecca+Stansfield">Rebecca Stansfield</a><div class=q>
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a funny day to be 
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It's an odd day to be happy, 
when the storm is brewing black.

Black brewing over Bradford, 
Bradford brewing black.
My tears wishing to remember, 
if I thought England could turn
back.

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