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At the Office

click, click, click, the constent beating of the celing fan, not bringing the room to life but beating it into monationy. over-head lights casting dull shadows apon the ugly green carpet with blotches of yellow and maroon, holding up the pairs and pairs of shoes holding the beings being eatten away by boardom. A repitition of almost meaningless desisions and opinions dorneing over and over, times and facts being pushed through thick skulls only to go out the other ear or maybe mouth from which we all kind of drool from, from half asleep boardom...another friday meating........
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