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Consider it defunct, Like a shuttered window, Like a witless drunk. Consider it done and said, Like a water-logged book, Like the service for the dead. Consider it forgotten Like packets of love letters, In satchels that are rotten. Consider it old news, Like old somethings for a wedding, Something blue, that you would choose. Consider it's really over, Like a badly mangled body Finally covered by green clover.
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Sep 4, 2010
Sep 4, 2010 at 7:06 PM UTC
Consider It
Consider it defunct, Like a shuttered window, Like a witless drunk. Consider it done and said, Like a water-logged book, Like the service for the dead. Consider it forgotten Like packets of love letters, In satchels that are rotten. Consider it old news, Like old somethings for a wedding, Something blue, that you would choose. Consider it's really over, Like a badly mangled body Finally covered by green clover.
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Sep 4, 2010
Sep 4, 2010 at 7:06 PM UTC
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