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If I just keep running, fast..as fast can be. All the worries stalking, Won't catch up to me. Wake up bright and early, Hit the door as soon, Run a million errands, All before 12 noon. Play the music really loud, To help increase my pace. Just act nonchalantly when, They look me in the face. Clean the house with earbuds in, Dusting every nook. Let the cell just vibrate, Never stop to look. Take a Benadryl exhausted, Strip off clothes and then, Fall asleep with head in hands, Wake to do it all over again.
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Aug 15, 2010
Aug 15, 2010 at 5:45 PM UTC
Life In The Fast Lane
If I just keep running, fast..as fast can be. All the worries stalking, Won't catch up to me. Wake up bright and early, Hit the door as soon, Run a million errands, All before 12 noon. Play the music really loud, To help increase my pace. Just act nonchalantly when, They look me in the face. Clean the house with earbuds in, Dusting every nook. Let the cell just vibrate, Never stop to look. Take a Benadryl exhausted, Strip off clothes and then, Fall asleep with head in hands, Wake to do it all over again.
deanena-tierney
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47/F/American
Aug 15, 2010
Aug 15, 2010 at 5:45 PM UTC
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