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Author: Icrome
Fiction Rated: K - English - Poetry/General - Reviews: 1 - Published: 07-19-07 - Updated: 07-19-07 - Complete - id:2392454

Twelve hours a day

Only to rest,

Wake early and work twelve more

Life seems to pass so quickly when you're a slave

With each day,

Social life turns into a joke,

And sleep is the only favorite past time,

I'm just glad that this is for a summer

Because for most,

It’s a lifetime.



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