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May 2016
Here I sat in my office chair
at the laptop I stare
wailing in despair
counting the time to spare

Meanwhile, when my boss passes by
I act alive and high
put on a smile
and tell him I'm fine

Pretending to work
But in my seat I lurk
An old poem of mine. So hard to pretend. Haha!
Isabelle
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Isabelle  30/F/Philippines
(30/F/Philippines)   
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