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ChAnGe Of HaBiT


After sunrise and sunset I rise One yawn one wide awake moment At a time, Months roll by and it's the same thing I don't even realize it 'till now It's a force of habit not to, Not to notice my routine The unexpected change comes And it goes, but one thing is for sure This routine this force of habit, Isn't going to keep me still I'm going to break this down and Get back up from this slump The time of "greef" this time of Catch up of sleep. This change of habit is going to be, The better of me...because without all of me There....there is no me...
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