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Nobody Looks Up
In the middle of an apocalypse
you'll find me in a big pine tree
relaxing with a joint and an
old magazine.
I'll remain unseen,
like the words in this
poem on my cracked
cell phone screen.
Soon to be obsolete.
I love Evergreens.
you'll find me in a big pine tree
relaxing with a joint and an
old magazine.
I'll remain unseen,
like the words in this
poem on my cracked
cell phone screen.
Soon to be obsolete.
I love Evergreens.
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