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Shouldn't be doing this Super hungry Won't have lunch Until I go home In two hours My hands a pruny and withered Like raisins From doing the dishes And praying for those Desperate enough To come into my mjnd
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May 17, 2014
May 17, 2014 at 2:06 PM UTC
At work
Shouldn't be doing this Super hungry Won't have lunch Until I go home In two hours My hands a pruny and withered Like raisins From doing the dishes And praying for those Desperate enough To come into my mjnd
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May 17, 2014
May 17, 2014 at 2:06 PM UTC
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