- Rusty Borgens

" In the sea of desks There is talk of bags and games And long pipes that leak dreams with a strike of a match And there's a loudness to the whispers I hear Whispears shouldn't be that loud, should they? There's a girl over there who everyone knows And men without ears who will stand by the door for a price And long hallways; there are angry mobs of dwarves and rats and one single angel. "

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