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It's Dark Now
It’s dark now
In a morning
And I really don’t like the cold
Rising early
In the dead dark world
I’m feeling suddenly old
My bones creak
And my back is aching
I’d like to be back in my bed
Dreaming.
Still, there are bills to pay
And work to be done
So I’d better make a move
It’s cold now
In a morning
And I want to be home before its d...
Wednesday 3rd January 2018 4:09 pm
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