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Laundry Day

My wash gives me options To click For warm or cold water. To click For darks or brights...whites? My wash expects me To know The soil level or spin cycle. (low, medium, high?) Its buttons give me structure. Its buzzer gives me time. But as long as my clothes get clean, I couldn't give a fuck.
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kirsten-martin
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kirsten-martin
Published
May 2, 2011
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Be gone for a while... My bad. I'm back, though. Expect me to comment on your stuff soon. I missed this. <3

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