Night Hours
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Peter S. Quinn
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Dreams are all still here
flowing to the days gone,
feelings to everywhere
carrying me on and on.
Nothing is forever still
it just submerge to new,
giving moments to fulfill
for other times to you.
Memories are like this
carrying dreams to past,
feelings you now do miss
like conclusions to dust.
Ways of its inside touch
in all their make believe,
to say I love you so much
when life's gone into grieve.
Dreams only stay for awhile
before they go to its deep,
love memories in beguile
yours no more to keep.
Feelings so much to inside
in still of its time and lost,
dreams of reality that hide
when night hours are crossed.
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