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work,study,tired.


work,work.work,

Its a never ending job,

work,work,work,

My energy it does rob,

 

study,study,study,

All I do is study,

study,study,study,

As the schools take my money,

 

tired,tired tired,

I just want to nap,

tired,tired,snap!

And my childhood is gone like that.

Why won’t it come back?

 

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patrick.l.bruemmer
<p>im just so tired...</p>

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