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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 dark

work

◄ Tap, Tap, tapping My Way

Days of Dementia ►

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Steve Higgins

Sun 7th Jan 2018 01:02

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Patricio LG

Wed 3rd Jan 2018 19:16

I feel like that everyday, I wonder how many do?

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