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The hour is desolate and late... the clock tics in my ear as a reminder of how quiet it really can be at this time of morning. And all i really yearn for is some sleep.... damn cold is insufferable.... can't shake it no matter how hard I try. It's as if it had the strength of ten men knotting itself around my will to live... Infernal fiery cold from the depths of hell goooo away...

yeah alright maybe that was alittle dramatic... but I am sick and just want it gone.

so if anyones got any idea...let me know