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of who i am envious

some people look into a mirror.
every morning, and never see a ghost.
they can withstand thier own reflection.
they brush thier teeth everyday,
without a tear.
there is no beer stained sofa
in thier living room,
no,
chunks of vomit next to thier bed.
when i die
they will not notice me.
because they do not know i exist.
— bloke, Mar 31, 2010

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