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Mar 2016
Its dark outside
And I,m awake
It,s two fifteen
For heavens sake
Why is it
That every night
My bodies tired
But my brains alight
It burns and burns
Like the fires of hell
Why can,t I sleep
Please won,t you tell
Written by
Thomas clark  South shields
(South shields)   
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