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It was a crazy night

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God bless the speed freaks
wading through this morning hour
someone to keep me company
while the milk in my coffee goes sour,

I surf through this diner bathed in neon
and choke down enough caffeine to keep my eyes alive
and sit in the presence of my nocturnal play mate
pondering this night, my conviction to survive,

The world outside appears to be a little more distant than usual
maybe to tender too hold
the sunrise struggles to rouse me
her exquisite hues unfold,

my weary eyes, glazed over and blurred
her hands lead me to the door
in this sleepless state, I wander
my soul is worn and sore,

Once the night has swallowed you
the swim seems to be with out an end
the naked meaning of life
sometimes too much to defend
one of those crazy nights that led to a even crazier morning.
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