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Wake midnight watches us,as dawn approaches in haste.
Cold winds whistles afar, stabbing my back.
Moonlit conversations...
My arguments pursued, pleading this heart which
yearns for you.
Have i been naive? Was it a game?
Strangers we are, but a heartbeat away...
The only distance there is but 2 steps between.
When this hour late is over both bid farewell...
Dawn is here, every second i tastes as it slowly slips.
I tried to reach your hand but quickly you turn away.
Cant you hear?
Please stay...
'Unspoken words...
'We are substitute people, good only for the moment.
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