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Peace silence the dead of night Hidden tucked away kept up out of sight The calm before this soul so overtaken by fright Becomes the one who cant dream never seeing what is right Nights chill still trying to sink deep Down your spine you feel doom slowly as it creeps Knowing its approach near impossible to sleep Sanity the thing desperately we try to keep Things arent quite what they had always seemed Friend and foe only after thier own cream Wondering why even at first is clearly thier own dream Its how we're disconnected theres no me left up in team Needin to provide and survive this neverending chapter No advice all you hear is mocking laughter centered on themselves and only what theyre after The conflict bouncin in my soul oh the endless clatter

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