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Oct 2011
Waking up is so grand,
Like life is pulling you, by the hand.
It's not all perfect, there's room for complaint,
Sleeping can also leave a taint.
Nightmares can come and scare you to death,
But don't freak out, and don't do ****.
You'll be fine, I'll promise you that,
Just please get up and feed the cat.
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