April 30, 2009
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My eyes are curious
They don't laugh at stupid jokes.
Searching for some white light
Amidst the crooked apathy.

I don't know my expression
When I walk through the long halls.
Although it doesn't really matter-
No one gazes at all.

Not plain,
But outdated.
Not aloft,
Simply distant.

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