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Midnight seeps into my veins, Fills me with tears and poetic rains... And soft as snow, your words to me, In turn I yearn to share your grief... Midnight crawls into my mind, Passionate, safe, warm and kind.... And in her sleep I'll hold her tight, Whisper to her, "with the dawn comes the light" Midnight plays within my soul... More..

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