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Deeply Morbid

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Deeply morbid deeply morbid was the girl who typed the letters
Always out of office hours running with her social betters
But when daylight and the darkness of the office closed about her
Not for this ah not for this her office colleagues came to doubt her
It was that look within her eye
Why did it always seem to say goodbye?

Joan her name was and at lunchtime
Solitary solitary
She would go and watch the pictures In the National Gallery

All alone all alone
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Colleen Courtney 18 May 2014

I love this enchanting story told through this piece. Such an enjoyable read!

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