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two men outside a starbucks chainsmoking through a saturday lunch the sun is up melting the snow at my feet i wait for a bus that never comes
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Jan 20, 2018
Jan 20, 2018 at 4:54 PM UTC
the swing of things
two men outside a starbucks chainsmoking through a saturday lunch the sun is up melting the snow at my feet i wait for a bus that never comes
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Jan 20, 2018
Jan 20, 2018 at 4:54 PM UTC
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