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True dat
i mostly think of you at midnight, when the night kisses the morning when ends
and beginnings mesh unrecognizable,
i mostly think of you at midnight, mourning what once was, anticipating what could be,
pretending it's all in my command
if a warm breeze flows through your window on an unexpected midnight it's just a little wish threw away lost on its way to morning...