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I sent you a text last nightIt wasn’t muchNot eloquently spokenBut my hope was to bring your hopes upI sent you a text last nightRambling on how the world isHow much you may miss herI sent you a text last nightCompletely platonic with no ulterior
My Head pops up there's a loud BRRRING no need to panic My Alarm is doing his thing   i stretch my Arms and i stretch them wide yet, here i sit with tired Eyes.  
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