In the silent night,
I was deep asleep,
The atmosphere was peaceful indeed,
All of a sudden I heard
My innocent inner self was crying bitterly,
It was really frightening,
I thought for a while,
Then I understood everything,
The evil and powerful experience of the obscene world
Had seriously wounded my gentle and innocent soul
And it was bleeding profusely,
But I remained utterly helpless.
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