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I think this is the year
I’ll die, she said
sitting in the padded
rocker, with a cup of
decaf in her hand.
really, we said, this year.
yes, I have no idea why
I’m still around
I’m not contributing
anything.
well, we like you
just being. you’re part
of our world. but then
again, we’re all
going to go,
so do let us know.
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