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Every time I glance out the window The clouds have reformed into a new and more beautiful arrangement. And every time I glance at the clock I’ve wasted another hour. After every time I eat I wince and brush my teeth, Every time I’m touched I grimace and shake, And every time I sleep I dread the moment I have to wake.
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Mar 1, 2018
Mar 1, 2018 at 8:25 PM UTC
burntletters
Every Time
Every time I glance out the window The clouds have reformed into a new and more beautiful arrangement. And every time I glance at the clock I’ve wasted another hour. After every time I eat I wince and brush my teeth, Every time I’m touched I grimace and shake, And every time I sleep I dread the moment I have to wake.
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