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I watched the mailman go by again. He's always at it, delivering mail. It reminded me how the days pass by and how theres always Thursdays. The mailman goes by day after day, shoving mail into box after box. I watch him. I watch his technique. He doesn't know I'm watching, but then slowly people trickle out of their houses. To open the previously closed box and open the previously sealed letter. One letter may be special. So lets be thankful for this doorless truck and its driver. But really its all about the driver The mailman.
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Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 11:07 PM UTC
the mailman
I watched the mailman go by again. He's always at it, delivering mail. It reminded me how the days pass by and how theres always Thursdays. The mailman goes by day after day, shoving mail into box after box. I watch him. I watch his technique. He doesn't know I'm watching, but then slowly people trickle out of their houses. To open the previously closed box and open the previously sealed letter. One letter may be special. So lets be thankful for this doorless truck and its driver. But really its all about the driver The mailman.
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Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 11:07 PM UTC
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