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Monday morning hit me at a hundred miles an hour, so I ripped out the
Telephone and waited in the shower nobody came rushing in when I began
To scream the morning that I realised that this was not a dream sweet
Success is up and above poverty below I wake in the middle and I press
The green to go passion and sobriety are yelling in my head can't sleep
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