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Mar 21. 2026
Oh, I am tired, yet cannot sleep, I wish a mallet would not strike so deep. I lay in bed, with weary dread, as sleep drifts by, just out of reach.
Mar 21. 2026
Oh, I am tired, yet cannot sleep, I wish a mallet would not strike so deep. I lay in bed, with weary dread, as sleep drifts by, just out of reach.