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Jan 2019
It's midnight I can see the glitter in the moon
I'm holding on to hope
Sometimes it's all I have to go on
Each day I sit and pray

It's midnight, I can feel the warmth of the breeze
on my shoulders it feels as if the weight is lifted
my emotions are sifted in the moment

In plain sight I know where ever I go
I'll be holding on to hope
It's the only way I know how to cope

It's starting to rain I have to fight and hold on to hope
Silence is very hard to cope
Not knowing where did they go
I would love to know

It's midnight , I can see  the glitter in the moon
I'm holding on to hope
It's midnight, midnight
Some one turned the light
It's midnight I can see the glitter in the moon
Midnight,
Written by
Cheryl Ann Warner  F/Alabama
(F/Alabama)   
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