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It's 2 AM And I'm Rambling (#Wattys2016)

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The type of feelings and thoughts that attack your mind. The type of feelings which keep you up at night, which wake you up at night. This is not the time for lovers, or happy thinkers. This is a time for the loners and heartbroken. This is 2 am, and these are works for 2 am.All Rights Reserved

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