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Sep 2015
I'm going,
to bed now,
to escape,
ever present stress.

And rest,
my head,
upon this,
pillow.

Sleep evanescent,
as Always.

Goodnight...
It's been a Good Night!
Crooked Youth
Written by
Crooked Youth  U.K
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