Twilight

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As I walk through this city,
Its glowing lights fading,
I think of the yesterdays
The one's that are forgotten
I think of the nows
The one's that never were
I wish for a tomorrow
The one I run towards
As morning comes, as twilight fades
I wish for a sun to shine my troubles away

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