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Warehoused

from The Eventual by AmberHours

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The warehouse.

I’m tired and cold.
I’m paid for my troubles
But not enough.
I’d like to say that the pain is righteous.
I’d like to say that the pain was righteous.
I can’t feel my hands any more.
I walk
To and from my sorrows,
Only slightly enriched.

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from The Eventual, released September 26, 2018

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