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Connected via phone line, I used to hear you. Mumbling, Whispering, Falling asleep. Now you’re gone. Didn’t think it was anything, I mean who needs to be on the phone to sleep? Me
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May 25, 2010
May 25, 2010 at 2:19 AM UTC
Insomnia
Connected via phone line, I used to hear you. Mumbling, Whispering, Falling asleep. Now you’re gone. Didn’t think it was anything, I mean who needs to be on the phone to sleep? Me
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May 25, 2010
May 25, 2010 at 2:19 AM UTC
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