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Feb 19, 2006 00:08

It's 4 a.m. and I can't sleep
I've been in bed for an hour
I've tried everything
My head won't stop talking
So I open my eyes
And meet brightness
But not day
Moonlight streaming through the blinds
Decorating my face
With clean white lines
My head lifts from the pillow
As I squint up at the sky
Someone up there is beaming down at me
And I can't help but smile
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