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3:56

No sleep.
Space heater failing to warm me
It's 3:56 and I can't shut down.
I'll be dead, Shaun style of course.
Encountering all walking dead and
Others who spent time painting
And texting and killing?
If tuning in to see intent and such
Were my skill set, I'd be awake anyway.
Considering conditions and factors watching stone cold killers perform as actors.
Definitely a better reason for this fucking phone in my hands and to hell with a space heater.  
GT-R in my driveway instead of the beater.
But skills like this only sour never sweeter.
I'll never know though and you won't either.
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