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I uncurl from the ball get out of bed and totter off down the hall into the kitchen in which in I look for something but I forgot to jot that something down Now I look and feel just like a clown. no laughter after all I could have stayed in bed curled in a ball.
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Jul 21, 2016
Jul 21, 2016 at 1:25 AM UTC
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I uncurl from the ball get out of bed and totter off down the hall into the kitchen in which in I look for something but I forgot to jot that something down Now I look and feel just like a clown. no laughter after all I could have stayed in bed curled in a ball.
john-edward-smallshaw
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Jul 21, 2016
Jul 21, 2016 at 1:25 AM UTC
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