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quiet despair

Quiet despair
getting up
 Sitting down,
We are leaving tomorrow
open a bottle of beer
It ain't cold
The fridge is defrosting
I'm old.
Have lived for 30 years
Am I excepted?
 to be joyful?
Big flat
 wooden flooring
                      I should protest
be a stubborn mule
seven floor up
not a mule in sight
I can lose the car keys
say I will arrive later.
Just now I adopted a cat
it can't come
I feel sorrowful
cried for no reason
this afternoon,
they say I'm a fool
I agree, but know
I'm right.
Written by oskar
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