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Another Day

Here I sit. Another day, another day The curtains drawn, the lights are on, And Allen is speaking, But not to me. Blanketed skies, our movements are lies, The world is aflame- Another day.

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Date: 6/4/2017 4:59:00 PM
Creative and nice job yorgason Nice poem
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