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Shepherds, cobblers, carpenters and joiners of all creeds and worldly dreamers You troubled souls, the brittle spirits drinking spirits cleaner Taunted workers of yore, farmers gone and industries endowed Disseminating futures, who's gonna build your ***** barrels now? **** it, I'm going to work in a call center
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Jul 26, 2019
Jul 26, 2019 at 6:15 AM UTC
freestyle blabber #4
Shepherds, cobblers, carpenters and joiners of all creeds and worldly dreamers You troubled souls, the brittle spirits drinking spirits cleaner Taunted workers of yore, farmers gone and industries endowed Disseminating futures, who's gonna build your ***** barrels now? **** it, I'm going to work in a call center
Continuing clearing my notebooks. I think this one was supposed to be inspired by the death of coal industry and other types of jobs going extinct, but I am not sure anymore.
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20/M/Prague
Jul 26, 2019
Jul 26, 2019 at 6:15 AM UTC
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