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These are the times
When we sleep on the floor
Having coffee at midnight
The next day falling on the shore

Toppling amongst the waves
And trying hard to be the sun
We’re staying up each night
For the end of what had begun

With a sunrise and cool air.
And we are sleepy eyed still.
We’re dreaming out the window
And dancing on the sill.



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