In this midnight morning
I known with scorning
This oxymoron
Not so moronic
The midnight morning
Is the point in between dreams
And reality
Though still sober
The midnight morning
So bright and dark
The midnight morning
So great and stark
I'm asked the question
What is midnight morning
It is the period
Of a dream-like trance
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