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Oct 9
Sleepless
The day is torturing me
For being unruly
My stomach is cursing me
For being unruly
My back is clutching my spine,
While my brain is on a diatribe
About unruliness.
Spicy Digits
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Spicy Digits  35/F/Australia
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