I can’t find my rhythm tonight,Sleep for an hour, then up again,Tired as all hell,But my body and brainWon’t play nice with each other,One tugging me one way,The other… Maybe that is my rhythm.Up. Down. Up. Down.Fuck the rhythm! I’m hard too.Too early for morning wood, not at 1:30 a.m.,And I just got up to…

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