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2 am is for the poets who can't sleep because their minds are alive with words for someone who is not there.

For the alcoholics drinking themselves into amnesia to forget someone who left.

2 am is not for the lovers asleep in each other's arms.

It is for the lonely, the ones in love with the loved but not loved in return.

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