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Midnight hour

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On midnight hour
On midnight's hour,

I do not cower.

On walking my own,

the clouds my home.

Come walk with me.

In sensuous caress,

I must confess.

On walking my own,

the clouds my home.

Come walk with me.

Of having the key,

on bended knee.

On walking my own,

the clouds my home.

Come walk with me.

On midnight hour,

the stars in shower.

On walking my own,

the clouds my home.

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