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2/22/13
Tired
Tired
Is a state of mind
The state of a mind
A mind at rest
Exhausted
Used
In need of sleep but unable to do so
Tired is a sore arm
A stack of paper to transpose
An empty gas tank
Looking for a way out
A way out of sight, mind, town
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