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[absenttuesday]

Greet death

Only three more hours til my workday begins. Springfield to Wallingford, to Wellesy, to Warwick. What's another city in another state, four hour drives, and my own individual debate. I am self doubt in the absence of clouds, I am an empty pair of eyes, the product of my parents' lies. Empty word after pointless thought, another image;

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[the_new_zer0]

you should let stan the man lee stick to the alliteration.