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Feb 2021
It’s hard to fell asleep
When your always awake
If I go to sleep, I will stay mystical
If I wake, I will become dark

Again.
The Rise and fall of the dark

When we wake up, we can’t always see clearly
But do we really have clear vision
When I’m sleep; I can see better
Visions I could never see
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Stacks  26/F
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