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I suck at writing poems
My color is white
That is so right
I cease down with laughter
Supporting my head with the palm of my hand
As I anxiously await the fate of my dear friend.
Both our nails painted black
Yet loafers and athletic shoes are so far
As we end in tears of joy
The sad symphany of difference revealed
My iced soda slowly lowers levels
And the night begins

The story of my life.

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