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Nov 2015
They say I was built to aid them, so they congregate daily to make use of me.
When my legs can no longer support myself as well as their needs, I will be gone.

                                                                  //A table's understanding of purpose

(no hard feelings)
11/12/15
Jen Jordan
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Jen Jordan  New York
(New York)   
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