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Somehow when we're together
The hours slip by;
I wonder why.
Sometimes, I wonder whether. . .
Sometimes we talk and laugh—
Soon hours have passed.
They go so fast!
The night is gone by half.
Somehow we speak of fears,
Hopes, questions, dreams.
Too soon, it seems,
Too quickly, morning nears.
(Somewhere, alone, apart,
This life I chose—
Thus now I close
And hide myself, my heart.)
So now, I must go sleep—
Goodnight, goodbye,
I sadly sigh;
Then I depart, to weep.
Somehow when we're together
The hours slip by;
I wonder why.
Sometimes, I wonder whether you and I. . .
Conversation
I'd hoped I'd be spared this
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