Sitting in the world
Sitting in a chair
In a room that holds the world
In a hall that sits alone
In a building that is dead
On a street that passes by
In a county that wont die
In a state thats all alone
In a world forever doomed
In a universe that worked aginced
The size forever growing
In its atom like form
As it forms the dust
In the room were I always sit














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