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Apr 2018
Ah sweet boredom, a beautiful thing
Oh what ease boredom does bring.
Oh the silence of thoughts that are dead
All perilous thoughts hang on a thread
From tired lips these words do spill
Aching and empty, lacking thrill
Boredom does not loosen it's ties
To leave instead would be wise
A little bored today. A little tired today.
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