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powder swarms her face and she stuffs herself into envelopes dusted with evaporated spit
she’s a happy woman

monday cant come soon enough her boss would say
she hid in the laundry room almost everyday

the last time someone loved her she was working retail and
she had taken many trips to the laundry room by then

one two three she counts before she does it
then finally: a smile on her face.

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