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Dreaming
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Caress my forehead, caress my lips,
Bring me a wild rose
Then tell my stories my mind eternally shall keep.
I\'m here in darkness by myself
Fighting the little devils best
Yet they\'re too strong for me, too black,
While me ...I\'m just a foolish white spot
Exhausted, fearful and so scared
I cannot reach your helping hand.
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