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Nearly lost my at work because…. …yes someone has died and I think you might be next Turn that frown …only if gravity changes Are you okay …well I was until you came closer Can I phone anyone for you ….the hospital tell them your blood type I again not a psychopath but their is definitely traces If you need a shoulder to cry on always pick the one with a hunch Would you like to talk not really haven’t stopped for most of my life The person who bought the thing that the thought they liked doesn’t Sony gave away their stock vr units with the new ps5 Sorry that’s an advert in my poem then I want a percent Aging …………………………………my poetry beyond the abed bird Not having a good day excuse me I just need to fill up my chainsaw it is in my locker