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sleep time

We stayed up real late.
Just talking about life.
How some take it for granted.
And how some devote their lives to it so they can’t enjoy it.
And how we planned out how we’d be in the middle of those.
But then you broke the string that held us together.
Now your taking life for granted.
And I’m tired from our talk.
That wasted my precious sleep time.

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