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My mind is always racing, At times I can barely sleep. And If my body stopped aching The price I pay wouldn't seem so steep.
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Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 12:00 PM UTC
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My mind is always racing, At times I can barely sleep. And If my body stopped aching The price I pay wouldn't seem so steep.
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Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 12:00 PM UTC
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