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Dec 2014
It's forty five degrees today
it's still the coldest day of the year
I just keep asking myself
what the hell am I doing here

the sun comes up and I lay down
I'd rather sleep the light away
I'd rather be by myself
on this foggy Christmas day
GaryFairy
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GaryFairy  54/M/Cleveland, Ohio
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