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well another day done another hour over
life is that much closer to dying and yet closer to living
love and hate are set aside for the night to be picked up in the day
and we set our faces on our night stands and lay our heads upon our feather pillows
minds race through fake worlds past fake people you know
and yet for some there is no waking up
and others wish there was no wakeing
so we say good night
till comes the light
good night