The whole night, here am
I can't even dose.
Thick are my eye lits
Yet with gigantic strength I can close.
My pump pumps but my frozen
Blood cannot even flow.
When everyone is temporary dead
Here must I be sitting till cock crow.
In my room lyes the
Happiest bed.
And here am I carrying
A very big problem on my head.
Small sleep will my air be on threat
By others searching for their daily bread

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