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WAKE UP I want to GET UP But the weight holds its Thick arm Across my shoulders and it Yells gruffly, "You do not deserve this day!" We wrestle for a while, this arm and I, And some days it tries to Strangle me But I Always Win A weight is just a Weight, no matter how Heavy. The arm is just an Arm with no body, unless you give it Yours.
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Nov 16, 2014
Nov 16, 2014 at 11:06 PM UTC
Wake Up
WAKE UP I want to GET UP But the weight holds its Thick arm Across my shoulders and it Yells gruffly, "You do not deserve this day!" We wrestle for a while, this arm and I, And some days it tries to Strangle me But I Always Win A weight is just a Weight, no matter how Heavy. The arm is just an Arm with no body, unless you give it Yours.
weary-traveler
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Nov 16, 2014
Nov 16, 2014 at 11:06 PM UTC
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