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Until My Eyes Close
Until My Eyes Closeby Michael DoyleThe other day, I was so tiredIt seemed my life was a tearAnd though the coffee kept me firedMy heart felt troubled and insincereLike I wished that I could find an exitFrom this highway, I … Continue reading →
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