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Nov 2012
Oh, it's friday.
I have my day planned out.
Once I leave work.
I'm planning to hang out.
Just to see what I can get in?
Or invite friends to the house.
And simply stay in.

Yes, it's friday.
I'm living proof.
That I can't wait to the weekend's begins.
That when I can relax and enjoy all my interest.

Sometimes it seems.
That the weekends goes quick.
And before you realize it.
You're back at work once more.

Oh, it's Friday.
This I realize.
And I might just spend it will the love of my life.
Or chose to just have some of my-me time.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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