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I chased the night once,
For no particular reason.
I called out her name
In laughter
As the alleys echoed longingly
I tap-danced with drunken stupor
Like yesterday’s paper
As the delivery truck flies by
I ran my fingers through her hair,
A velvet raven
Soaring in the wind
I even dared to kiss her
Lips, a whisper
She rolls her R’s better than her eyes
I chased the night once
Until the sun rose
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