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its 8:44 am and I'm lost in silence. "sleep is for the week" thats what they told kennedy. thats what i tell myself. it helps. cigarettes and coffee a cornerstone breakfast . I'm gonna get ready for work . beeps and clicks and noises beyond. death by box . buzzing emessaries fill the ears of listening crowds with jealousies and fears.
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