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Nov 2010
You wake up in a cold sweat
Realizing its 7 pm
You wonder where the day has gone...

As this putrid
thought
Crosses your mind
It clicks
You're begging the day to speed by
..aren't you?
You think quietly
This day hasn't gone fast enough

You know this
Because it ain't blurring yet
You close your eyes
And let the world
Whirl by
Robert Purvis
Written by
Robert Purvis  Grass Valley
(Grass Valley)   
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   Casey Morrison
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