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While the world is dreaming
I feel like screaming
I lie awake
About to break
The world isn't fair
No one seems to care
As i try to hide
Theres nothing left to find
A veil is all i ask for
And theres nothing more
Secret tears i must cry
For in my dreams i may die
People try to see inside
But there is only one thing they will find
A heart as black as coal
And not of gold
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