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in deep of night

when sleep does flee

and all my thoughts

are memories of you

I tossed and turned

and stare at the clock

wishing that I could sleep

before the morning comes

our times together

all the things that we did

of our hopes and dreams

which never would be

I wonder where

and how you are

would you did become

and who shared your dreams

wishing I could forget

that memories would fade

Not lay awake in the night

thinking of what might have been