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A Groundhog Named Bill Murray

there are days when fresh air and calgon just can't take you away there are times when you just have to take it all like a grown up there are days when you wanna be big ole baby and just clench yourself to the covers there are instances when you wanna use the alarm as your punching bag in a dream, the last day of your last day has come to fruition in a dream, the new beginning that you have prayed for endlessly is now a reality in a dream, the lottery has rung the doorbell of your life and set you free in a dream, you finally get that class A and plan your road trip out then you wake up, and the same scenery drives you crazy again then you wake up, and you remember that you need to ride to work starting today then you wake up, and little riley has ballet class and little joseph is in a play then you wake up, and you remember to give God Thanks and Praise for another day of life to do it all

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