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When the sun is up Eyes are on ceiling up Walks then enters the bathtub And I think about it up Random thoughts are approached It's a Saturday and I was tired Random thoughts are came And I know those were lame O Day, O Saturday Please someone save me today Me Keep dreaming about unnecessary things About someone I waited Is coming Good morning, earthlings I hope we knew that we're still breathing
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Mar 25, 2016
Mar 25, 2016 at 8:23 PM UTC
O day, O Saturday
When the sun is up Eyes are on ceiling up Walks then enters the bathtub And I think about it up Random thoughts are approached It's a Saturday and I was tired Random thoughts are came And I know those were lame O Day, O Saturday Please someone save me today Me Keep dreaming about unnecessary things About someone I waited Is coming Good morning, earthlings I hope we knew that we're still breathing
Again, something which is blurted up in a time. Walter Whitman is on, ehe. Good morning, you.
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Mar 25, 2016
Mar 25, 2016 at 8:23 PM UTC
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