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Oct 2012
aΒ Β humming flourescent bath
singing the blandest tune

and a sticky tile line graph
forecasting certain doom

as time weaves a boring stretch
on his relentless loom

it occurs to me I'm still
the worst part of this room
Written by
virgil deckard  american
(american)   
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