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Dec 2016
Eighty-one hours of work
Ten hours of driving
And in-between
There is hardly time
For me to find
A full dream

So, I rise from
A slumber
Of unfulfilled
Snips and clips
That make
Madness
My ultimate state

Exhausted
With no
Creative escape
Cause I am
To tired
To create
A single line
Graff1980
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Graff1980  43/M/Springfield Illinois
(43/M/Springfield Illinois)   
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