Thursday 20 September 2007 photo 1/1
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Everyday you must say: "So how do I feel about my life?" Anything is hard to find When you will not open your eyes When will you accept yourself? I am sick and I am dull and I am plain How dearly I'd love to get carried away Oh but dreams have a knack of just not coming true And time is against me now
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