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My Job skill is to Take off From long walks into Flights of fantasy I don't work well in a Box, getting my color From TV. Race all my life to Pack myself inside Larger cushioned cases That I'll call a home, With comforts to Soften the jewel into a stone. The only safe zone from The erosion of a Career like a river, with larger Fish hovering above Me. Bureaucracy deep as any Sea. Intense pressure always over Me. When everything is a cage, I will always make my escape with paper. My resume will be a Blank slate, But my world filled with Color.
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Mar 11, 2014
Mar 11, 2014 at 12:34 AM UTC
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My Job skill is to Take off From long walks into Flights of fantasy I don't work well in a Box, getting my color From TV. Race all my life to Pack myself inside Larger cushioned cases That I'll call a home, With comforts to Soften the jewel into a stone. The only safe zone from The erosion of a Career like a river, with larger Fish hovering above Me. Bureaucracy deep as any Sea. Intense pressure always over Me. When everything is a cage, I will always make my escape with paper. My resume will be a Blank slate, But my world filled with Color.
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Mar 11, 2014
Mar 11, 2014 at 12:34 AM UTC
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