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I lay my head, down to sleep; close my eyes, I'm fast asleep. I have this dream, I am running away; From what I fear... a constant nightmare. As I run I look above, there it is; the burning sun. My eyes start to burn, the road starts to turn; My heart starts to yearn, for you. I have this dream, and then I wake up; with a feeling of unworthiness.

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