My starving brain must feed
So I'm compelled to read
On the food of words it's keen
Be it book, newspaper or magazine....
When I saw the forgotten shirt
(My God how it hurt)
Lying there slightly crumpled on the floor
As if you'd just removed it minutes before...
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