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I earn my money, I pay my keep, All the time feeling like sheep, We follow the herd, we bleet along, Tho whole time 'bleeting' to the same old song. This doesn't feel natural, it must be wrong, There has to be more, than this plodding along?!
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May 20, 2019
May 20, 2019 at 9:59 AM UTC
'Baaaaaaaa'
I earn my money, I pay my keep, All the time feeling like sheep, We follow the herd, we bleet along, Tho whole time 'bleeting' to the same old song. This doesn't feel natural, it must be wrong, There has to be more, than this plodding along?!
Surely there is more??
Cleverlittlebimbo
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May 20, 2019
May 20, 2019 at 9:59 AM UTC
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