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Sep 2014
Work
**** work
Not the act
But the place

Work
Working towards something better
Is a priority over many things
But never over personal well being

Except today
Im sick
And we are busy

I would not enjoy
A sickly furnace man
In my house
Que sera, sera
Curtis
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