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Can you hear the loon, he's laughing
Laughing at my broken heart
As the sun goes down in beauty I
Wait for the tears to start
The endless hours of night seem
To crawl so slowly by
The moon lays a silver blanket
On me as I sit and cry
The wind is playing little games
With the dry leaves on my lawn
But I don't feel like playing, just
Want to make it through till dawn
The sun comes up in silence and
I stare at it in a daze
Watching the red and purple sky
Through a tear filled haze
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