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Reasons
I’ve no idea what I’m doing here
Of course, it could just be an accident of fate
But it would be kind of nice
if someone could just tell me straight.
As an example of the human race
I’m feeling pretty good
Well, I’ve got a roof above my head,
I’m breathing
And the blood
That keeps going round and round
Takes the oxygen to my head
Or so it’s been said
I...
Saturday 21st November 2020 5:50 pm
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