What are you made of? 

Sugar and spice, oh that’s nice. That’s what little girls are made or. Are they really? 

In an attempt to understand why I’m awake at this time (it’s Six in the morning and I’ve been up for three hours now) and what’s going on in the Grey matter, I’m trying to write this post. 

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