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Post by alittlebirdie on Aug 31, 2021 0:11:18 GMT
Woke up, fell out of bed Dragged a comb across my head Found my way downstairs and drank a cup And looking up, I noticed I was late Found my coat and grabbed my hat Made the bus in seconds flat Found my way upstairs and had a smoke And somebody spoke and I went into a dream Looks like we all have bad routines, or none at all. 
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