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Thursday, April 18, 2013

NaPoWriMo: Day 18

I'm not as bad off as the poem makes it sound, but I am pretty tired. Had to stay up late to pick up my aunt from the airport.

Had there been more activity there, maybe I could have written about that.

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Deprived of sleep
The fogginess creeps
I want to count sheep
And doze so deep
On the bed in a heap
It's so hard to keep
awake; I could weep.
Zzzzzz.

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