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No air now Little I can touch But is like hands dragging me by force away I can see the truth now Such a big white world we have in a darkened room I feel in a blissful dream As I hear no sounds and feel no pain As much as I try to keep my eyes open My oxygen is out A walk in the moon for one last time And here I fly May it be a dream come true or just one to never speak about I wish everyone else could be here with me Now I want to sleep for a time And let the stars take me to where I belong

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Book: Shattered Sighs