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Nov 2014
I feel too lucky to fall asleep.
Counting, counting backwards, counting sheep,

I start counting my blessings
but by the time I get over my excitement
from Blessing Number One
it is black outside and
cozy in my mind and
I've laid here, giggling, awake all night long.
Written by
Katie O
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