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[aid] => mick
[title] => Vapor
[time] => 2016-09-17 11:30:55
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => It/'/s Monday/'/s lunchbox and the
Porn browser lacks excitement
In a cubicle that I can/'/t breathe
My desk hides a lonely orange
Next to yellow sheet continuum
Grey carpet I am still watching
Styrofoam coffee stir the abyss
The phone is a red light district
Flashing before eyes and hand
Unfinished fornicating figures
Stairwell stepping into access
Oxford hangman finish the job
Tomorrow starts all over and its
Another day to file under kill me
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[informant] => duff
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[alanguage] => english
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[topicname] => Lifepoems
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