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Blaaaaa. (a poem)

I am leaving for Canada tomorrow.
I was supposed to take off at noon.

You need a passport for international flights.
You can't show it to them at your stopover.

I didn't realize this until three hours ago.
I am now going standby at 7am.

My sleep schedule is ruined.
My alarm is set for 4:30am.

Why?
Why?

Wednesday, July 16, 2003 at 10:58 PM in Mi Vida |

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