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Mar 2013
Still the same old faces.
Still
The same old hello.
Still
The same old ignorance.
Still
The same old ****.
Still
The
Same
Old
dishes
couch
chair
clothes
people
conver­sation
The same ******* things
STILL
The same dreadful thoughts tumbling through my mind
Still
Nobody notices
Still
I cry out for help
Still
Nobody listens
Day in
and
Day out
Still
Still
*Still
Lucille Flott
Written by
Lucille Flott  Omaha, Nebraska
(Omaha, Nebraska)   
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