You Think You Know Her.
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She was a small town girl, living in a lonely world, she took the midnight train going anywhere.
He was just a city boy, born and raised in south Detroit, he took the midnight train going anywhere.
They were just strangers waiting up and down the boulevard, their shadows searchhing in the night, streetlights, people, living just to find emotion, hiding somewhere in the night.
-J.
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