At 4am
the world feels soft
and gentle
ready to be molded
into anything you can dream
Then at six
the cars start to pass
breaking your silence
a painful reminder
that the world
just keeps going
and refuses to slow
even for you
the world feels soft
and gentle
ready to be molded
into anything you can dream
Then at six
the cars start to pass
breaking your silence
a painful reminder
that the world
just keeps going
and refuses to slow
even for you
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