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and save the whole file under the name myself
most dreaded most feared
of all the lingering evils
too lazy to corrupt but talented sinner
each collection of words like morning rush hour
flowing, crowded together each anonymous sentiment
uncomfortable, focused elsewhere
the mind numbs from too many yous
and lack of ambition, too much time
curiously also not enough
to explore the reaches of lethargy
hungry for a reward when one gets there
the place which is physical
and full of excuses for the self and all of it.
------ I'd rather have permanent employment than be called fascinating
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