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First Day On the New Job
First Day On the New Jobby Michael DoyleOn the morning of the interviewIt seems the world is thrown askewThe keeper of the door is the one closing itAnd on most mornings, it’s easy to be forgetting itWhen a mouth runs, … Continue reading
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