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Damn You, Ups March 3, 2017 Cassidy's Poetry

Since the very moment I beckoned for you, I have been eagerly awaiting your arrival, counting the days until your acquirement. I have checked for you time and time again, perhaps I am too hasty. I am growing so wary, as I can feel that you are running late. The generosity of time is running thin. The clock is no friend of mine. It is Friday now, and I am told you have arrived. But ay, my love, it is 5pm. The post office is closed. I have to get my package on Monday.

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