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Jul 2021
Navy blue claws,
wavy red hair,
black lipstick,
honey skin.
You make me fidgety,
fingerdrumming helplessly,
but I'd rather be nowhere else but here.
I heard you talk about work all night and I'm not tired,
I even memorized some call center lines
"Good morning, sir. How can I help?"
never sounded so godlike.
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