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Bus 1

When I see humans of abnormal disproportions

I automatically want to classify them as ******

As guide myself onto the metro, repetition daily

I choose my seat accordingly

only to discover that the B.O stench of the sad

non-hygienic human before me has left their putrid for me to taste

 

I call this death of my Cilia

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Nov 2, 2012
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