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Some nights I lay in bed thinking,
While everyone is asleep

My body is exhausted
But my mind is wide awake
Lakes of distress,
Run through the mountains
from the high tops
my thoughts end up in the
deep ocean
Crashing each other,
Devouring and engulfing

Some nights I lay in bed thinking

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