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Sep 2013
All I want is to sit and read,
But work is a must as money's a need,
And when lunch time rolls around,
I think 5 minutes I have found,
Until my father I do see,
And so he comes and sits with me,
About many things we talk,
Until back to work I must walk,
Sadly at the novel I look,
I just want to read my book.
Vincent Wood
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Vincent Wood
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