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Secret Poet
Tuesday, 5 January 2010
Seventy Eight
I want to sleep.
I really do.
But my thoughts are racing,
Racing you.
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Anonymous
6 January 2010 at 13:32
Well good cause my race all morning waiting for you the afternoon when u can tweet! x
FCL
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Well good cause my race all morning waiting for you the afternoon when u can tweet! x
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