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achla Nagar

Abstract

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achla Nagar

Abstract

Garbage

Garbage

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They say dreams

Are the garbage of your day.


I agree.


Considering my life

Consists entirely of

Garbage,


There is nothing left

To do than to conclude

That yes,


My life is garbage

My dreams are garbage

Therefore,

I am garbage.


But garbage gets taken out

And picked up by men

Every week.

So I guess I can't be

Garbage

After all.


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