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The heater purrs its motor whirrs the sound comforts news channels flicker their obscene obsessions basking in the vast nothingness of political chess and my dogs rest giving sanity and love for a dollar a day and my dreams are practiced waiting for the boredom of consciousness to succumb which it will as the heater purrs ©2012 Lyn
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Nov 6, 2013
Nov 6, 2013 at 2:38 PM UTC
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The heater purrs its motor whirrs the sound comforts news channels flicker their obscene obsessions basking in the vast nothingness of political chess and my dogs rest giving sanity and love for a dollar a day and my dreams are practiced waiting for the boredom of consciousness to succumb which it will as the heater purrs ©2012 Lyn
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Nov 6, 2013
Nov 6, 2013 at 2:38 PM UTC
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