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People who say "Oh my God" Frequently Are obnoxious Perhaps they don't Even believe in God I find the taxpayer's Concern with money Comical His money just Digits on a screen The bank only has Some small amount Of the actual funds Available I don't buy into A "40 hour a week" Work week I don't need My own place I was at the park Reading the Myth of Sisyphus The Christmas music playing At that one house The glow of the lights That denseness And strangeness Of the world Is the absurd I listened to an audio clip Of this woman Form the Christian chat I sometimes chat on She was laughing And so happy Good to hear Beautiful things like that Exist far away from me The world isn't meeting My expectations But that is okay I'm content to listen To her on my iPhone I'm ready For the terrible times When the illusion Of our safe, secure And wealth nation Is shattered
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Dec 27, 2015
Dec 27, 2015 at 11:01 PM UTC
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People who say "Oh my God" Frequently Are obnoxious Perhaps they don't Even believe in God I find the taxpayer's Concern with money Comical His money just Digits on a screen The bank only has Some small amount Of the actual funds Available I don't buy into A "40 hour a week" Work week I don't need My own place I was at the park Reading the Myth of Sisyphus The Christmas music playing At that one house The glow of the lights That denseness And strangeness Of the world Is the absurd I listened to an audio clip Of this woman Form the Christian chat I sometimes chat on She was laughing And so happy Good to hear Beautiful things like that Exist far away from me The world isn't meeting My expectations But that is okay I'm content to listen To her on my iPhone I'm ready For the terrible times When the illusion Of our safe, secure And wealth nation Is shattered
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Dec 27, 2015
Dec 27, 2015 at 11:01 PM UTC
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