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I was five,

when I took a dive,

in my bed,

I hit my head,

sadly so,

I had to go,

all of white,

not like night,

I took a bite,

and then came red,

in a bed,

once again,

because of my mental sin,

2 years,

in this bed,

so I read,

but at night,

I go and bite,

it's so dark,

not one spark,

had to stay,

couldn't leave...

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