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[robbietravels]

it tis a dreadful thing to be awake at this hour. my eyes feel flakey with sleep yet no sleep can come for me. i have but one hour more of desk work, a trifling task, and then i may close my drying eyes from this day of dismay and open them anew to whatever my mind can image for five hours of pure, sweet heavenly, near deathly, sleep. aye, but

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[irish4]

where have you been??? you disappeared. come hang out. now.