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Sep 2015
Wake up at noon and back to bed by five.
Knuckles bloodied and sore to remind me I'm alive.
Hop in the car and start the long drive.
Destination irrelevant just need a clear mind.
Windows down, music loud, cherry burning bright.
Take a deep breath,
and watch the sun set,
as another day goes by.
Today was a short day.
Nonsense From My Noggin
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Nonsense From My Noggin  Exandria
   Kaiana Mapp and Ash
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