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Tag: I Call It A Poem Anyway

Lloyd’s

On 2015091220150912 By Beleaguered ServantIn Original PoemsLeave a comment

today,
i went to get
a haircut

and ended up
inside
a surrealist
painting

so

how’s
your day
going?

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