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So Much

The night begins with a dream and a prayer, silently spoken alone. There’s no one here to see the tears from the many years I’ve been alone.

No one knows the pain deep within, all they know is that I’m alive somewhere.

Waiting for sleep I count the deep things racing through my head. I never said all of the things I feel. So much on my mind you will never know.

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