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Thursday, January 20, 2011

"Breakfast Of Champions"

This morning,
Like many to come,
The alarm clock will scream at 6:45.
I won't roll out of bed for another hour and a half.
I'll just listen to it scream.
I will burn my toast.
I will spill the milk and cry.
I will hate my face,
And then I will go to work.
Fuck.

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