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NO TIME FOR POETRY BUT EXACTLY WHAT IS
5/1/09
i looked out on the neighborhood today
and it's dead
and as i took a drag
i realized that even the moss isn't growing
and there is no you
or me
and with the rain comes this
and with the rain goes everything
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