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Sometimes when I sleep I think I'll be ok, I close my eyes and sleep. People don't understand why I love sleep, you escape from the world. sometimes I'll even have a dream or to, when you sleep you escape from the pain. from it all. I only wish I could sleep, I would never shed another tear. ever. if I could sleep.
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