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I woke up this morning Arose from my bed My head was in pain And there was hurt in my leg Washed up and ate and packed my brief The works overload caused little of sleep Thought of times used on the early ride-in Fear subsides to agony Then, stress subdues to sin The mind does not drift During works busy trends And when the day's over My mind, it just bends So I go to the market To pick up a something Who's that? Whap! Bam! Boom! What's wrong? Absolutely nothing!
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Apr 12, 2016
Apr 12, 2016 at 6:56 PM UTC
Absolutely Nothing
I woke up this morning Arose from my bed My head was in pain And there was hurt in my leg Washed up and ate and packed my brief The works overload caused little of sleep Thought of times used on the early ride-in Fear subsides to agony Then, stress subdues to sin The mind does not drift During works busy trends And when the day's over My mind, it just bends So I go to the market To pick up a something Who's that? Whap! Bam! Boom! What's wrong? Absolutely nothing!
david-ehrgott
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Apr 12, 2016
Apr 12, 2016 at 6:56 PM UTC
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