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Jan 2013
Tuesday’s star lights have been fading
And Fridays have been brutally narcotisized
Monday midnight is reduced to break down lanes
And Sunday suffers from self hate
Wednesday’s tragic dawn is hard up for alibis
And Saturday lacked the capacity to drink the rain
Thirsty Thursday is such a waste of such a pretty face.
anne collins
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anne collins  Manhattan, NYC
(Manhattan, NYC)   
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