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Waking Up To The Next Day, Writing Something Sometime

Woke up early Sunday morning, and I strapped shoes on my feet, picked me up a big fat bundle of pants and went down to eat. The bread was fresh and steaming, baked with Honey so sweet, I tried to find a new meaning, in the life but I could not defeat. The one I thought up yesterday, that the monkeys now ruled the world, and that when the trees do dress in May they sink up from under the earth. The crust where they've been dormant since, they listened to the last Fresh Prince, album and drank a half pint of mint, might... they come back to rule once more. All the oyster arrays on the ocean floor.


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