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Sunday, February 27, 2011
hour counting
And now it's 5.
And then it's 4.
Soon will be 3.
Which turns to 2.
And now it's 1
more hour 'til I get off
and do what I like.
Then I'll sleep and
smoke and drink
and assure that
my glass is spiked.
So long to 24,
it left me wanting more.
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