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I am a number rentable flesh and bone. Chew me up and spit me out I am just a soul for loan My hands will not blister from any task you'll demand I'll cower in your presence Burn me with your brand. X
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Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 9:31 AM UTC
Dear future employer
I am a number rentable flesh and bone. Chew me up and spit me out I am just a soul for loan My hands will not blister from any task you'll demand I'll cower in your presence Burn me with your brand. X
How desperate are you for a job?
Mr-Berg
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Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 9:31 AM UTC
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