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Jun 2014
And again I spoke to her at
11pm.

And again, told her of my worries about
love.

And again she just replied "Go to sleep,
everything matters less in the
morning"

But was that not the very thing I feared the most?

And again, I didn't sleep.

I never slept

Never
(To my darling inspiration)
Rutherford Green
Written by
Rutherford Green  London
(London)   
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