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whilst waiting
i.) up the stairs
red scarves and tight skirts
loose slacks and grey shirts
my how the landscape has changed
I can’t say that I love to be dipped into this pot of pretty
where the lipstick liner queens supreme
and the coffee is brewed to mitigate the colostomy wretch
so I try a yellowed paper backed beat
but it held nothing to the shoebox diorama
of national care
wher...
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