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You're outta here, Joe!

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cricket's content
 

windows wide

to drink in the cool

the crickets are content

to chirp chirp chirp

they sing so happy optimistic

can't they leave some

 

air or

some space...

peace for the distressed.

 

how many of them are there anyway?

 

damn the crickets

 

m-m

 

 
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