Today is a Sunday.
Again.
Uneventful.
Again.
But I am glad that at least I've got something to look forward to for the day.
Again.
Uneventful.
Again.
But I am glad that at least I've got something to look forward to for the day.
I could hear my baby knockin' in my dreams. She's callin' and my guitar just weeps with me.
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