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Now I know a year has 12 days.
Sometimes more but usually less.
Now I've learned not everything has a name.
Or how do you call a thing that eats itself.

This year has one day.
It happens again when I try to sleep.
Problems to wake up? None. I've got problems to fall asleep.

Red is the colour of being weak.
White is the colour of being asleep.
Red is the colour of being weak.
White is the colour of being a sheep.
Red is the colour of why am I so weak

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