I woke up at a quarter to 10,
My hand was still sleeping,
Dreaming of a million,
Cold needles prickling away at it.
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9: 45 A.M., Saturday,22 Dec 12
I woke up at a quarter to 10,
My hand was still sleeping,
Dreaming of a million,
Cold needles prickling away at it.
So I wrote this with my left.