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A poem of unthought through thoroughly metaphors by Nathan Douglas Day the unimaginable.

A desk covered in art witty and weird. A play for which I've a part minor and mundane. A car that I cannot drive broken and bruised. A flood that I can't survive sinking and soothing. A hairstyle I can't percieve longish and loopy. A dress sense copied by many perfect and quiet.
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Nov 3, 2013
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