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And I’m afraid to sleep because of what haunts me,
such as living with the uncertainty
that I’ll never find the words to say
which would completely explain
just how I’m breaking down.

Someone come and, someone come and save my life.
Maybe I’ll sleep when I am dead,
but now it’s like the night is taking sides…

With all the worries that occupy the back of my mind,
could it be this misery will suffice?

Dallas Green
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