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[bodytext] => Ignoring wrists and razors for another Monday That lonely commute inches you closer to stems Frozen in traffic your sun is back with a fever Suited to their specifications and all tied up This drab shimmer has you pondering is this it Sipping stale coffee while pretending to care The possessed smell of cabbage seeps through Timely spells wishing hands to move in haste The boss does a drive by to check your pulse Leaning on a framed crutch thinking of umbrellas You’re a 9 to 5 dreamer flipping off expectations [comments] => 6 [counter] => 324 [topic] => 21 [informant] => duff [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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