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The power is out
My nerves are alight
Nothing can distract my fear tonight
I need to contact you
I need to say I’m okay
I need to say we won’t talk for at least another day
I worry you’ll worry
I miss you and cry
They ask about my tears and I can’t tell them why
You’re here, but you’re secret
My mate, my heart
I wish you were here, and we weren't apart
At twelve I’m awake and the power comes back
God's flashlight from heaven lights up this dark hell
I type you a message: Blacked out. All is well.
We’ll speak in early morning
By light of the moon
You know that I’m safe and I know I’ll see you soon.
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