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the clocks went forward and left me behind of all the year's changes this one's most unkind. less time in bed: more time to be bad less chance to develop new symptoms of S.A.D. the birds are a-twittering the cats are a-killing the buds are exploding the evenings are chilling there's no time to linger gotta pull out my finger it's time to stop dreaming: wake up and start screaming!
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Mar 29, 2014
Mar 29, 2014 at 10:04 AM UTC
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the clocks went forward and left me behind of all the year's changes this one's most unkind. less time in bed: more time to be bad less chance to develop new symptoms of S.A.D. the birds are a-twittering the cats are a-killing the buds are exploding the evenings are chilling there's no time to linger gotta pull out my finger it's time to stop dreaming: wake up and start screaming!
tony-novak
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Mar 29, 2014
Mar 29, 2014 at 10:04 AM UTC
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