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sunday breath

 



i rise to attend work
watch folks
roll curses around their heads
over a boss
who doesn't give a damn,
i'm surprised
he hasn't found a way
to sack me yet
it wouldn't make a difference,
i live on air
to survive on it
means
nothing
left to
lose.

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11.07.21
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