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I think about you when the city lights come on
I think about you at dusk
Somehow I associate you with the end of the day
The open arms I come to
Silly notion, for I do not come home at dusk
Still I think about you
And I hope you’re happy
That would make me happy


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Musician, Writer, Activist, Mom


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