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THAT'LL DO
Boredom dons its jester's crown
And pixies play
At pixie games.
Filled is a mind a gape
With confusing euphoria.
This leave of concrete leads me
To build a home
Of gingerbread
By this gilded highway.
Looks like a nice place
To watch life
Slip away.
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