Taking one for the team that i don't belong to.
its selfish to be lonely alone. we will wallow together. together we will become whole again.
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i am the newspaper
thrown onto your doorstep
wanting, waiting to be read.
you glance at the front cover
and toss me into the recycling bin.
you pat yourself on the back,
you think you are doing the world good,
recycling.
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