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               The morning comes so soon.

               The sun replaces the moon.

            Somedays, there is rain.

        An intense pain.

             The rain pounds the glass

             So quick, the night does pass.

               We open our eyes.

               Tears fall from our eyes.

           We know that soon,

              there will be goodbyes.

                Try to conceal the cries.

                 Our cries we try to conceal.

                        Sadness we both feel.

               There is no longer joy for

            this girl and boy. 

          5:30 see.

          My baby is going to

     be apart from me.

   So hard on our hearts.

  Another day we have to start.

  This is what we hate.

  It is not great.