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It's late.

Or early.

Still night.

But actually-

Morning.

And I'm-

Still here.

Thinking.

Wondering.

Wishing.

Crying.

Sobbing.

Silently.

Waiting-

For the sun-

To rise..

With a new day.

Because maybe-

That'll be..

My saving grace.

Because maybe-

That'll be..

Her saving grace.

A new day-

With endless-

Possibilities.

But-

I'm afraid.

Desperately-

Afraid.

And..

I know-

Why.

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