<!-- Page Code:TGEgRGlzcHV0ZSAtiFN1bmRheSBNb3JuaW5niCBBdCBBiEZ1bmVyYWwg --> sunday morning still laid innocent in sheets barely half asleep sunday morning i was dreaming i was turning from a busy street into a parking lot sunday morning broke and dragged me out of bed slightly less asleep sunday morning i was warming all the cold parts of my head in cups and coffee
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