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Lethargy creeps into my consciousness. I would gladly do something to fight it. If I wasn't so ******* tired.
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Jan 23, 2013
Jan 23, 2013 at 10:50 PM UTC
Sleep Beckons
Lethargy creeps into my consciousness. I would gladly do something to fight it. If I wasn't so ******* tired.
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Jan 23, 2013
Jan 23, 2013 at 10:50 PM UTC
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