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I can't sleep. I've been trying for so long. I hate nights like these.
The cold that runs up and down my spine is symbolic of my inability
The inability to find a purpose for the darkest nights alone
I talk to my darkness on these nights, begging
Release me. What do you want from me? Let me drift into oblivion
Anything, I beg you, forgive me this night and let me sleep.
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