Jigsaw Falling Into Place

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25 August, 2014

Stella - 1955



It is the thirteenth of the month
My bad-luck day
I don't want to set eyes on
or great a single soul

Every time it is the thirteenth 
I don't get out of bed
I close the doors and windows
buy my eyes refuse to close

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