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Nights Calling

I love the late of the night Your thoughts are so clear Letting go of the trials of the day The peaceful feeling of solitude You can't touch or see the peace you feel Before I give up the late of the night I lay in the dark Thinking what's tomorrow going to bring

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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