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Jun 2017
I roll over to hush my alarm and swear I'll quit my job today, every day
Eye twitching, hands shaking, vision unclear and gaze unsteady
Falling all over myself until I fall asleep uneasy
Here comes 3:30,
Looming over me
So I rise before the sun
Roll over to hush my alarm
And swear I'll quit my job today
But I'll swear the same tomorrow
I'm sleep deprived and Sufferingβ„’
wren cole
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wren cole  23/FTM/NC
(23/FTM/NC)   
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   rose, simple simon and Keith Wilson
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