i must have sleep with fear
i found myself clutching sheet
wrap round my wrest so tight
i couldn't imagine what struggle
i went through; i never know
deep in hollow of darkness
i stroke my hair slowly to feel
put pressure on my scalp, nice
rub my face trying to wake up
instead some tears did drop
my feet is touching wood floor
your sweet voice i start to recall
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