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Aug 2014
hyper-ness evolving
in me, it's hard so hard to concentrate
distress of dancing feet
I feel like  jumping up now.
But, there is work to be done,
my nails need chewing and what about all the rest
I've left stewing that is needing doing?
My hair  is a mess. I look, oh hell.
I forgot to feed the cat, again.
She is meowing, it
kinda bothers me
but,
wait, oh my!
What was I saying
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       ryn, aivustianumus, --- and life's jump
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