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Over the years,

I’ve found a midnight in your voice.

Secret and forbidden,

magic and close,

in the dark of the night

Infinite and lit with

Orion’s watchful eye,

rushing past the waterfall

I’m hiding behind.

Made of memories,

lemons and chances,

radiance and sweet liquor,

emerging from the edge of the world.

After all these sunsets,

the midnight is

ready to come find me.