Letter 56

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It is getting late

And I'm getting tired

The darkness falls

And rises inside me

Rays of sunshine

When all distractions are gone

My confidence fades

The silence fades in

When I lay my head down

My head drifts to sleep

My doubt and anger collide

With all my fear

Terror and memories surround me

It when I awake your there

My love to hug me

And hold me

I love you .

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