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Simon Obirek Sep 2014
looking around
in the room
she flashes her teeth
and winks to the crowd.

the pursuit of happiness
is a rough one
every boulevard covered
with pastel-shaded
houses.

nothing is real
no nature, no oceans, no sky
everything is just
tinsel smiles and plastic kisses,
just ikea boxes pinned to the walls
for decoration.
nissa May 2014
"my baby's not sad she has a very colourful journal."
this is exactly what they think.

— The End —