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So I'm bored at work browsing the forums, why not improv a little poem!

Trapped here behind a screen,
People enter,
They scream at me.

Of all my thoughts,
and disbelief,
The day's never ending,
I want to leave.

Accidently smoked at lunch,
To fill the holes, to fill my device.
The chronic calm gives it touch
I guess this day will just suffice