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Cavity Wall Insulation |
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Foam,
bricked up,
night shaded,
fumes,
drifting
through cracks,
a silent
strychnine
gas,
tightening
the lungs,
blocking
air
like a child lock
blocks
escape
from
the back seat,
waiting
for sleep's
appearance
before launching
the final
breathless
attack.
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