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Aug 2016
I found myself in a bed
Then in a shower
Then at a Rite Aid

Then a Starbucks

Soon
I will have to
Do some "Work" again

I live inside
An automatic program

I put the debit card
In the machine
At the market

It says
"Thank you, valued customer"

There is one woman
Who is my friend
But she lives thousands
Of miles away

One day
I suppose
In my lifetime

There will be
Another world war

Human beings
Always make the
Same mistakes
Again and again

I like women

I will never work
More than
Twenty hours a week

I will never have enough
Money for my own home

That's fine

I'm poor
I'll always be poor
I have no problem
With that

Yes
I think it's
Quite funny

I'm an American
With barely any money

I love to watch
**** game girls

The kind and loving ones
Give that
**** hair a twirl!
Matt
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Matt  34/M/Los Angeles
(34/M/Los Angeles)   
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