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sunday mornings
You awake refreshed by fragile
fears
Searching for answers on Sunday
mornings
After spilling your guts, in dark
and dismal places
Hurry home to evaluate what you
really know
Lights dance electric, over made
up faces
Kisses on the doorstep dazzled by
daylight
fears
Searching for answers on Sunday
mornings
After spilling your guts, in dark
and dismal places
Hurry home to evaluate what you
really know
Lights dance electric, over made
up faces
Kisses on the doorstep dazzled by
daylight
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