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Whenever I want to  sleep in on the weekend, 

I don't. I can't. 

"Hello Gorgeous, 
my new friend. I've come to wake you up again...", I seem to be singing to myself. Whenever I want to sleep in on the weekend, I don't. I can't. "Hello Gorgeous, my new friend. I've come to wake you up again...", I seem to be singing to myself.
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