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IN THE STILL OF THE NIGHT

IN THE STILL OF THE NIGHT: 

I forget to drink or eat...eat or drink, surprised I can write...surprised I can think. 

I forget to do these things because Im drifting off my love for you. I am dancing in the still of night when you think of me the most... the night welcomes your glow...gladly the moonlight...your steps,will host.

Im there waiting with a smile. I am not of furious attitude...nor of regret... When the world rests... I cheer for knowing you...that we ever re-met!!

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