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I Do Not Even Like These People

I spy the usual overly animated party goers Their finery makes me suddenly remember I back away from the keyhole so others can enter my heart leaps with happiness as I turn away hoping the boss will not catch me before I reach the street office Christmas parties are the worst kind of torture

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