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Daughters of the moon

On the streets at night lined up Like a parade waiting to be picked Bracing the cold nights Hoping to get something before the night ends To hopeless arms, they'll lay Tough times forcing them out of options And life has to be lived They do anything to get by To strangers, they throw themselves But they don't fall Cause it's just for the night And at times it might be with many just one night To the dreams that they ought to have lived for Are now sleepless nights, most of the pain Cause no one cares how they feel As long as they've had their fill To long nights they have When it doesn't turn out And they're left to go home Everything was dry, and nothing going on And when the day breaks they'd disappear Into the crowds and live amongst us To hope and try again once the night comes again Hoping. that their fortunes will one day change The PO£T

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