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Curiously blue

Coffee's hot

and I am not

so

the heating is turned on

and I am not.

 

Excitement comes in many forms,

usually medical ones.

 

Ah

Friday, and

I'll soon be on the highway

It's all good, touch wood,

but

crossing my fingers because my

eyes won't comply

 

every little helps.

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john-edward-smallshaw
70 / English
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Jan 16
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