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Time wasted think


Have You ever had so much time on your hand it seems as if everything was just moving slow Your hair was a drag Your eyes seemed sad and weary Your body just lagged from the dreariness of your sad life all because you had all this time on your hand. Nothing to do but just lay around and mope What a sad life we live
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