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a snowman eraser smiles at me smug, despite the pencil end shoved elsewhere.... it's hard to believe that jolly lie especially when delievered by office supplies. silence presents a focus problem. there's space to echo clicks, slides and bangs from a cliche school hall- a distracting balm for productivity. the number of cups of coffee I've forced past my lips does not add vigor to my smile no matter how much it may taste of synthetic vanilla. I want to smash this apple across the knees of my employment. since floricide is not an option, I instead crawl to the corner and cower under my dunce's hat, and just wait til the bell rings.
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Jan 22, 2013
Jan 22, 2013 at 12:49 PM UTC
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a snowman eraser smiles at me smug, despite the pencil end shoved elsewhere.... it's hard to believe that jolly lie especially when delievered by office supplies. silence presents a focus problem. there's space to echo clicks, slides and bangs from a cliche school hall- a distracting balm for productivity. the number of cups of coffee I've forced past my lips does not add vigor to my smile no matter how much it may taste of synthetic vanilla. I want to smash this apple across the knees of my employment. since floricide is not an option, I instead crawl to the corner and cower under my dunce's hat, and just wait til the bell rings.
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Jan 22, 2013
Jan 22, 2013 at 12:49 PM UTC
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