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May 24
A Juicy Fruit wrapper, lays crumpled on the floor,
over there between my desk and the door.
How many people worked to get it just right.
That paper, that will get swept up tonight.
That Juicy Fruit wrapper crumpled on the floor,
over there between my desk and the door.
Written by
DENNY R ALLISON
111
   Cné and Pradip Chattopadhyay
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