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My eyes shift back Into focus after staring For so long I blink as I wipe the drool Off and look around I sit in the comfortable recliner As I notice the room, the chair, The clock tells me how many years I've been sitting here, content to Watch the dancing lights from The T.V. But all that's there is static
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Apr 24, 2017
Apr 24, 2017 at 11:16 AM UTC
Gaze
My eyes shift back Into focus after staring For so long I blink as I wipe the drool Off and look around I sit in the comfortable recliner As I notice the room, the chair, The clock tells me how many years I've been sitting here, content to Watch the dancing lights from The T.V. But all that's there is static
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Apr 24, 2017
Apr 24, 2017 at 11:16 AM UTC
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