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He wakes in the morning More tired than when he went to bed He makes his coffee with too much milk The TV news is pretty much the same as yesterday Just the faces and names may change The rain pours outside his window Washing the colour from the day And he is reminded of a phrase he heard So often in the mills A catchphrase of despair "If this is living, roll on death" By Phil Roberts
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Feb 23, 2016
Feb 23, 2016 at 9:34 AM UTC
JUST ANOTHER DEATH WISH DAY
He wakes in the morning More tired than when he went to bed He makes his coffee with too much milk The TV news is pretty much the same as yesterday Just the faces and names may change The rain pours outside his window Washing the colour from the day And he is reminded of a phrase he heard So often in the mills A catchphrase of despair "If this is living, roll on death" By Phil Roberts
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Feb 23, 2016
Feb 23, 2016 at 9:34 AM UTC
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