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Sleepwalking
Day and night
With himself
The incessant fight.
Was it a nightmare,
A bit of sleepwalking there?
A finger cut,
Bloody knife on the floor
Himself in a rut
Surrounded by gore,
Worse then ever before.
With himself
The incessant fight.
Was it a nightmare,
A bit of sleepwalking there?
A finger cut,
Bloody knife on the floor
Himself in a rut
Surrounded by gore,
Worse then ever before.
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