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Saturday, 30 June 2012
I'm really glad it's morning
Last night my bed was an empty bar at closing time.
My pillow was an empty car waiting,
waiting outside the late night kebab house
my lights all dead, terminals corroded
from fast smoking, greasy drinking
and nothing but raining.
I'm really glad it's morning.
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