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SOME DAYS
You have to wonder some days, why on earth did I get out of bed Some days have you wondering what could I do instead Some days you can’t remember what it was you just said And there are those days that you just dread Unless of course she’s there, to send me that smile And then the whole ****-show becomes totally worthwhile |
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Nice poem .
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