Fly's Sky
Just a soul trying to find its way through life.
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And now it's evening.
And now I think of going bed.
And now this is where the fear grows in me.
The fear of the night.
The fear of the dark.
The fear of all the thoughts.
I wish I would not need to sleep anymore.
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