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Life (Free verse) by imnotgoodatpoetry Here in new york I have the life
A world free of stress and strife
Traffic jams all the time, every day
Then I make it to work
In a ten by ten space I must stay
Go home, in a traffic jam still
Get home to the usual stack of bills
Go to bed in my tiny apartment that I canât afford
And get up and do it some more
Yup, I got the life
Free of stress and strife
Up the ladder:
Mistress
Down the ladder:
Confusion
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Posted: October 13, 2005 4:58 PM PDT; Last modified: October 13, 2005 4:58 PM PDTWeighted score: 5.0 Overall Rank: 8129 139 view(s)
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