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A pub with no name. The sign has gone, windows and doors are boarded up, No one will drink in here again, and that's a shame.
Laughter once filled this empty place, now ghosts and cobwebs fill the hollow space.
The future's here, the past is dead, change is all around. The good old days' of yesteryear, are nowhere to be found. WT
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