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Sitting,
Thinking, Decaying, As the hours seem to blend together Slowly... Endlessly... The dullness seems to numb my mind I wonder... I ponder... With nothing at all to think about Useless... pointless... As the boredom takes its toll on me Author noteslol me and my cousin were bored so I told him I'd write a poem about boredom Comments
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by J KardOn Jul 25 11:51 AM 2008Last login 2 days ago
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