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“Escape The Night”

So here we are at last

I suppose we’ve come far

From when we thought

We’d change the winters

And warm each other up with whispers

-escape the night-

What was I thinking

So naïve

Yet I can’t help but sing

I make words become my world

And sometimes dream again

Marcia Israilides