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Aug 2014
Every month I *** in a cup
to prove I am human.

I work for free to pay
off imaginary debts.

I get my paperwork stamped
so they know I participate.

It's all for my own good,
or so they tell me.

I can't be rehabilitated
until I am broken.
Derek Yohn
Written by
Derek Yohn  Florida
(Florida)   
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