By Cosette
Date: 2 July 1999

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now i am always confused with passers-by in treadmill
undoubtedly oblivious to these monotonous climbing uphill
as I see they're apparently stuck with their prevalent devices
to reach a feeble peak and devour on their consolatory vices
something they need and want i never really care about
to be engrossed in these mushrooms never ceasing to sprout
poisonous for they are to die after desperately earning a living
consummated but not having complemented their solitary being


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