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Three a.m.

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I love you, at three a.m.,
I’m telling you, glad I am.
So many wrongs, I went through,
To find a perfect you.
I sat alone at the table,
You came, and started a fable,
About two lone hearts,
Which now can’t be apart.
You came out of nowhere,
Your brown eyes, brown hair,
Lit up the room, like a candle,
I barely could this handle.
Since that night, we are together,
At any time, any weather.
Now, there’s no more debating,
I found my perfect lady.

July 7, 2020

©️ By Igor Packer

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