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Jul 2018
Oh - what it'd be like
- to not be awake
- before the break of light
- before the dawn of day.

If only I didn't slave away
- for each waking hour of my days.
Giddy Crowley
Written by
Giddy Crowley  21/M/El Dorado
(21/M/El Dorado)   
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