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I find it hard to concentrate when all I do is sit and wait because nothing can alleviate the stress. Anxiety is setting in So I'm at it with the pen again In hopes I can sort out this ******* mess. Apologies for the fast pace, It feels slow in last place It's a **** shame when your helping hand's a drink. I need a joy to see, the room's like 98 degrees so its hard for me to get it back in sync.
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Feb 16, 2015
Feb 16, 2015 at 9:21 PM UTC
Late Nights and 90's Music
I find it hard to concentrate when all I do is sit and wait because nothing can alleviate the stress. Anxiety is setting in So I'm at it with the pen again In hopes I can sort out this ******* mess. Apologies for the fast pace, It feels slow in last place It's a **** shame when your helping hand's a drink. I need a joy to see, the room's like 98 degrees so its hard for me to get it back in sync.
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Feb 16, 2015
Feb 16, 2015 at 9:21 PM UTC
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