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Feb 2015
I woke up at four o'clock
On a winter morning,
My thoughts begged me to leave you
Instincts like brakes blazing hot  
Heart no longer pleading so hard to stay.
I woke up at four o'clock
On a frigid morning,
Trying to act the same exact way.
Hands shaking with the thought of action
Attempting to calculate how you'd react and
I think I scared logic away.
I woke up at four o'clock
On a starless morning,
I think you thought I'd stay
These shaking hands and weary feet
They've traveled far, and learned some things,
You see, five o'clock is looking up,
(I've walked long, and I've walked hard)
And my heart is finally catching on,
With the sunrise on the horizon.
Taylor Ann Farrell
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Taylor Ann Farrell  Connecticut
(Connecticut)   
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