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With the day in disrepair, My mind awash with nonsense, My head aching, Can I keep in mind that Nothing doesn't fit?
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Sep 29, 2020
Sep 29, 2020 at 12:07 PM UTC
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With the day in disrepair, My mind awash with nonsense, My head aching, Can I keep in mind that Nothing doesn't fit?
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matthewynne
Sep 29, 2020
Sep 29, 2020 at 12:07 PM UTC
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