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May 9, 2016
By Anonymous

The sun was offering the most beautiful view.
I sat on The Bench drinking Cold Coffee,
Thinking over how I treat everyone badly,
equally badly, but still badly.
I assign the blame,
That’s the world’s fault  I say
That doesn’t make it better
I never used to be this way
but once again
It’s the world’s fault
It’s come to be
My addiction,
My lonely Muse.



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