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She Told Me
I have just come back home From the call center office You called me many a time It was of course a chime Yes, talking to you certainly As they are always of glee Would indeed have been a respite In these working hours tight But the bloody headphone Under which I’ve to groan Has taken over both my ears They must only him hear What the audio will convey Whether January or May And the computer vision syndrome Tells upon my chromosome The monitor fills all my vision I am forced into the fusion Listening reading and writing With myself I keep fighting When you call me on a chat It has obviously to fall flat Hour after hour in a row Damn helpless robotic bow Over my fiberglass disgusting desk A pitiable horrid statuesque Have neither rain nor dew I know I was rude to you Excuse me please if you can Have now just returned Ten hours of damn taxing job Terribly troubles my peace I sit at my pale window The train departs anxiously A melancholy engine in a shadow Drops me off more lonely _____________________________
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