I found myself all alone
everybody has gone home
am still looking for answer
I feel clueless reaching
I am abandon in midst of
snowing outside, flurries
there are some like me
it was one of those days
finish before you go job
sweats on their foreheads
I am their savior alive
by midday I got everything
in order and running, bravo
yes, every body left but phone
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