Early morning,
Rise from bed,
Thoughts of you
Fill my head.
Walking down
Crowded streets,
Thoughts of you
Remain with me.
Sitting behind
A wooden desk,
Thoughts of you
Keep me at rest.
Nighttime falls,
Lights go dead,
Thoughts of you
Put me to bed.
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