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In the middle of the night

Head on my pillow

Looking like a little ghost

Seems like all of the things

that you gave me mother

have all gone up in smoke

In the middle of the night

You don't know what I'm thinking

but still the stars do sparkle and shine

Seems like all of the time

our boat was slowly sinking

You didn't even seem to mind

~sleep~

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