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Double Decker Bus

I spend most of my days

on the top level of a double decker bus

Going from one direction in the morning

to another in the afternoon.

 

The glamor lacks

but the freedom is incredible.

Where will I go?

What will I do?

Will I ever come back to you?

 

Waking and working

cooking and cleaning

marrying and conceiving

What a dull sad life

most are destined to live

 

While I enjoy my time

living the lie

of someone who travels

on a double decker bus

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Jun 28, 2010
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