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Dec 2014
Sun's up yet still not out of bed
Not till tonight will I rise
For nocturnal living took its' toll
And I find myself not living in the day
And not knowing a life of sleep
No not today will I wake in time for light
I'm not now able to realign my wake pattern
When day turns to night I start earning
And when dark turns light I go to sleep
So now I not know on which day I wake
But I need not know
For each nights work is same routine

November 22nd 2014
Macstoire
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