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I lay here in my dreams

As you hang over me,

Motionless in white,

My fear I try to hide

But you make my

Skin creep,

Eyes weep,

I feel the grief,

And sense that you’re cold and lonely,

Why is it you hang here?

Grasping on to life,

You will not let go

You need to travel to the other side

And transcend

And reincarnate,

Into a born again state,

Instead I lay here in my dreams

With you hanging over me,

Motionless in white,

My fear I try to hide

But you make my

Skin creep,

Eyes weep,

I feel the grief,

And sense that you’re cold and lonely.