Managed to guilt myself into getting out of bed this morn
Squeezed into a cabin full of the working class
Stoned
Marched to the rhythmic pitter-patter of hundreds of footsteps
like a robotic drone
Now let me
Sip on some hazelnut white coffee while whistling to a song
(we really do whistle in the office)
#internship
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