Got to stop fighting sleep / In need of me time.
Tired of feeling tired.
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Sweep, sweep, sweep it under and out of sight.
Sight, sigh, out of sight, out of mind.
Mind, mind, what do you say?
Say, where do we go from here?
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It was oddly comforting to feel emotional.
P.S. Late night ramblings. This may all not make sense when I wake tomorrow.
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