Midnight in Portland 

Maybe things are different today Things seem different tonight It’s midnight in Portland The city lights like fire in the sky You can almost see the fallen angels  Flying over head grasping at your prayers Trying to make them their own We all want forgiveness of some kind or another From someone Sometimes anyone  Here…

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