| Quiet Of The Night In the quiet of the night my mind tends to wander, turning to thoughts of you I begin to reflect and ponder. Then tears flood my eyes again, making my pillow wet. Once again, the heart chooses to remember what the mind wishes to forget. |
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| "Sleeping Beauty" by Thomas Ralph Spence 1855-1918 |