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May 14
I cried today
Because I can't say
How mad I am at you, my unknowing love

In the blue hours you don't think of me
Too busy lamenting how you work too hard
When the streetlights come on, you don't miss me

Because you don't know anything
You don't know how I love those blue hours
Or the streetlights of the night

You don't know how I love you
R
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