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Feb 2014
When the night rolls around,
It is said that lonely people are always awake
So in the middle of the night,
I sit in bed lonesome
Squeezing my pillows at 2am
Wondering where you are
And how much I would love
To be silently wrapped in the arms of a lover
Amanda
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