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she said, I’m leaving now
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then Ethan says I’m working the hell-on-wheels librarian look today Michelle says, but the belt? Not so much. You’ve got to lose the belt whose experience should I extrapolate from? Or is extrapolation itself Michelle says listen, don’t be offended, we’re not criticizing your style
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I appear cold, muddy, unstable in the foyer. They have new children, who have new toys Their eyes are brown with gold flecks, not like mine. They either can’t remember things or don’t care Trying to feel relevant now is a bit like I survey the unnatural ocean of their new blue carpet This is my family, these people so inept at things like
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