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Sep 26
Sometimes going to work was fun.
Most of the time, it was a box.
Some had roofs.
Some had lights.
Some had loneliness
For lonely nights.
Drab
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Drab  Androgynous/The final frontier
(Androgynous/The final frontier)   
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