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There's a woodpecker pecking in my head at night, peck pecking away, I think he pecks to peck away the remnants of my every yesterday.
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Sep 18, 2015
Sep 18, 2015 at 8:28 PM UTC
Holborn bus stop
There's a woodpecker pecking in my head at night, peck pecking away, I think he pecks to peck away the remnants of my every yesterday.
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Sep 18, 2015
Sep 18, 2015 at 8:28 PM UTC
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