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Hanging Out With Boredom
I have a cellmate called Boredom
We share these confines
Each day he plays the same game
When I have an itch
He dares me to scratch
Then makes sport of it
I wish he would find something else to do
Than to sit here with me
I light up a smoke
And then another
While Boredom paces the cell
Perhaps if I ignore him
He will pickle off into other thought
—James Collins, '93
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