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Kicking cups
Is that it, the end?
Everyone's leaving
The doors are open
As the lights go up
It must be time as I'm...
Kicking cups
They scatter around my feet
Flying around
Not very discreet, as its
Time to go
The sound dies down
As the noise begins
A wall of chatter
My ears are shattered
As I wonder, "where's the music gone?"
Now I'm...
...Wednesday 24th January 2024 10:04 am
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