As I wake while I sleep,
A new world with no peaks,
Simple thoughts of suggestions,
Erect secret lives of confessions,
To know myself here, to see past discretions,
A part of me dies as I view my reflections,
For the truth I once sought,
For the words I once feared,
Without saying a word,
My world filled with tears.
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