midnight approaching so fast
sleep is no way near to stop
i keep these letter slipping
on paper turning words forming
growing to a beautiful thought
to share with or lose in a note
i have a smile on my face, grin
listening to sweet music as well
riding melodies to unbroken dream
in cold lake i let my body swim
up those mountain peaks i stare
would yo be watching for me, dear
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