In The Night...One Hopes
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Smoky Hoss
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Return to rest
The rooster has not yet called,
It's only a test
The night is short...and flawed-
Lie still, between sheets
Like cold steel rails,
The train in the heart runs the beats
Keeping the time, that never fails-
Outside the dark, is broken
By the tenderness of the moon,
And though deepest hopes go unspoken
The dawn promises, to return soon-
Hours in the night, pass so very slow
And one hopes, tomorrow will be kind;
Where the dreams of the night go
One is left, hoping to find-
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