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I was thinking about diners and non-fancy things. Like morning breath and not having to do things. People with day jobs behind marble desks Staring at clocks Looking their best. And 3am Ihop, and highways Lying on the floor and sitting up cause you need to laugh. Drive to the riverside Plastic bag of burritos Those little styrofoam cups filled with heaven and cinnamon.
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Mar 1, 2011
Mar 1, 2011 at 12:40 PM UTC
day dream
I was thinking about diners and non-fancy things. Like morning breath and not having to do things. People with day jobs behind marble desks Staring at clocks Looking their best. And 3am Ihop, and highways Lying on the floor and sitting up cause you need to laugh. Drive to the riverside Plastic bag of burritos Those little styrofoam cups filled with heaven and cinnamon.
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Mar 1, 2011
Mar 1, 2011 at 12:40 PM UTC
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