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Early Hours

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Sometimes in the early hours

When we cannot sleep

Our thoughts may turn to things

That make our eyes weep


Sometimes in those moments

When thoughts run through our head

We ponder on what happened

Things done, thought and said


Perhaps we may have

Somewhere deep inside

Something that may feel broken

Which we choose to hide


It's in the early hours

That maybe we reflect

Of places we have been

And of people met


It's not what happens

That defines us


It's how we deal with it

And emotionally heal

That makes us who we are now



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