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boywholeft
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Jan 22, 2004 21:15
You've got a finite task
I get a pile that goes KASPLOOSH!
The work is long and goes unrewarded
I've got mine and you'll get yours.
In a wall of darkened boxes, light means empty
I don't care if my words are non-fat.
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