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Habitual Line Crosser
Idle hands
Twiddling thumbs
Taking an unpredicted walk through the Devil’s playground
Fallen Angels with flames still scorching their wings are tying off at nearby picnic table
Swings hang low and empty
Where future class valedictorians used to sit
Now they sit in the darkness where the Angels cry
The vacant basketball...

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Categories: humidifying, addiction,
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Premium Member A Little Bug and Me
A little bug spoke to me today'
  He told me that I would have to pay
For sleeping way too little at night
  For waking up long before it's light

I begged of him to wait a few days, please
  Not to afflict me...

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Categories: humidifying, holiday, prayer, sick, sleep,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Reflection on the Important Things