Give it to me

Give it to me
Father some health
Because I just don't
Have any more good health
Also Father
I am a little old now
And I also suffer
From depression
For a long time now
Also Father
It is hard for me to live
With depression my
Father
I must tell you
That also I take some narcotics
For my depression
Every single day
Night and morning
I never skip a dose of
Narcotics
Give it to me
A good night's sleep
Every single night
AIso Father I never wake up
During the middle of the
Night
I sleep all the way through
The night
Also, I am always dreaming
With my loved ones
That died a long time ago
I am glad that they are
Resting also in peace in heaven
Also I have a beautiful
Life
That my father gave to
Me
When he made me
With his holy hands
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