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Untold feelings are stronger at night,
It hunts you until morning arrives.

Tons of bricks on top of your chest,
That is making my heart unable to rest.

Emotions I can't control,
That it keeps running around that I lost track where to go.

Distraction is my only escape,
The little hope I have to be able to runaway.

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