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Was that before I got there?
Mind you, I don't know how you could hear a damn thing in that place. I think for the next meet-up we ought to choose somewhere a bit quieter.
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I wake up in the morning more tired than before I slept
I get through cryin' and I'm sadder than before I wept
I get through thinkin' now, and the thoughts have left my head
I get through speakin' and I can't remember, not a word that I said
- Ben Harper, Show Me A Little Shame
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