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On the mornings I awake empty, more frequent than few and far between, I take solace in the supposition That I have something within me Worth expending.
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Feb 7, 2013
Feb 7, 2013 at 12:48 PM UTC
Most Monday mornings (and occasional Thursdays as well).
On the mornings I awake empty, more frequent than few and far between, I take solace in the supposition That I have something within me Worth expending.
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Feb 7, 2013
Feb 7, 2013 at 12:48 PM UTC
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