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Dec 2014
Parts placed in the Machine
Stamped out from a larger piece
Repetitive in nature
They just keep coming
Hordes upon hordes
GOOD LORD
THIS IS ALLOT
But its my plague
No room for the vague
Micrometer zeroed
Bending hero
I conform to fit in
And still get rejected
I guess this factory called life...
Just has zero tolerance.
Forgiveness
IsReaL E Summers
Written by
IsReaL E Summers  Middle Earth, OH
(Middle Earth, OH)   
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