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In the wee hours of the night
When everyones supposed to be asleep If you lay there with yur eyes shut tight You’ll be able to hear the ghosts Their whispers of their many memories Cheers of a birth of a new family member Pieces of conversation from family gatherings Laughter of young children Whispered words of new love Shouts from early mornings readying for school Late nights full of talking Heartache from old lovers Loss of the dearly loved ones Through good or bad news In the wee hours of the night When everyones supposed to be asleep If you lay there with yur eyes shut tight You’ll be able to hear the ghosts Their whispers of their many memories
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