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Could there be a lake behind the eyes? Water is constantly overflowing. Tears start spilling the moment I wake up. Sleep comes with difficulty. Thoughts, thoughts. It is good that, for now, I am alone in the room. In the middle of the night I am able to sit up, turn the light on. In the other room Julie was with me. There, oh, I had to be so careful. Could not move at all, could not make even a slight noise. Just lie around like a dead body. | Could there be a lake behind the eyes? Water is constantly overflowing. Tears start spilling the moment I wake up. Sleep comes with difficulty. Thoughts, thoughts. It is good that, for now, I am alone in the room. In the middle of the night I am able to sit up, turn the light on. In the other room Julie was with me. There, oh, I had to be so careful. Could not move at all, could not make even a slight noise. Just lie around like a dead body. | ||
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May God Bless us All. | May God Bless us All. | ||