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I can hear the soft breathing of the girl that I love as she lies here beside me, asleep with the night, and her hair in a fine mist floats on my pillow, reflecting the glow of the winter moonlight. She is soft, she is warm, but my heart remains heavy and I watch as her s gently rise, gently fall. For I know with the first light of dawn, I'll be leaving, and tonight will be all I have left to recall. Oh, what have I done, why have I done it, I've committed a crime, I've broken the law for twenty-five dollars and pieces of silver, I held up and robbed a hard liquor store. My life seems unreal, my crime an illusion, a scene badly written in which I must play. Yet I know as I gaze at my young love beside me, the morning is just a few hours away.
— Wednesday Morning, 3 A.M. ( Simon and Garfunkel )
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