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A Series of Unrelated Couplets

I cut my pennies in half to toss them down the wishing well, It only takes half a wish to get me started. Sometimes I am a table. A flat surface on which people pile their extra shit. Today I came home, If that word still means anything.

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Published: Mar 16, 2013
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