2:15 am. sleep. fight it fight it!!! man down. sorry kids. the shows over. i wake up, or wait, i don't wake up i'm falling out of my black cubicle of idleness, i think its a bad dream.. a random bad dream it can't be!? where did the good dream go? did it ever start? did i forget it, leave it on the bus stop bench? just when you think its a dream,
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