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Jan 18
Didn't die in my sleep today.
A good day.
So says everyone else
Hands to the sky,
A meteor phoned home.
But I still didn't die in my sleep.
There's always tomorrow.
Maniacal Escape
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Maniacal Escape  30/M/lancashire
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