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smoke break one when I walk in at 8 though it could be two already today   as I don't know when she got here only that she disappears at 8 and then 11 to see her through to late afternoon when she'll leave and be returning empty packed as I’m packing up, and she hides it so well her fingers aren't yellowed and the smell only faint on her breath if you’re real close it's not even on her clothes scented the way some say a woman should of flowers I want to whisper in her ear that whatever leads her over again outside that door cannot hurt more than the loss of laughs to gasps for air and coughs don't take your breath away   let me take it instead.
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Jun 9, 2017
Jun 9, 2017 at 12:48 PM UTC
Workplace Beloved and Her Cigarettes
smoke break one when I walk in at 8 though it could be two already today   as I don't know when she got here only that she disappears at 8 and then 11 to see her through to late afternoon when she'll leave and be returning empty packed as I’m packing up, and she hides it so well her fingers aren't yellowed and the smell only faint on her breath if you’re real close it's not even on her clothes scented the way some say a woman should of flowers I want to whisper in her ear that whatever leads her over again outside that door cannot hurt more than the loss of laughs to gasps for air and coughs don't take your breath away   let me take it instead.
A mixture of thoughts from the perspective of a person who loves my coworker.
liz-humphrey
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Jun 9, 2017
Jun 9, 2017 at 12:48 PM UTC
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