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  • Just as the dusk reluctantly surrenders to the night
    And the everyday noises transform to ghostly in nature
    Just as the moon beams jettison across a lonely corridor
    And the shadows waltz unobserved
    Just I have given up hope of any miracle
    It is at that point, my heart skips a beat
    And I clumsily swallow a breath,
    Because I can hear the creak on the stairs
    And I know something hopeful is finally coming into my life
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