A leisurely stroll, At three in the morn, Good for the soul, But nobody did warn That I'd get so addicted To a midnight stroll That I would yearn, It'd be beyond my control. The night would call my body, For it's very own, And that every time I went, I felt a little closer to home.
Gary ð¬ð§
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