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Night memories
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Looking to the Light At the end of day
When all is done
Save the last act
The last duty of day
One that I fear
And would not do
Sleep must be had
And too often dreams
Dreams that
Consume the thoughts of day
Fearing the memories
Fearing what is inside
Surely it isn’t me
The man of the night
Who acts are sick
Filling me with horror
I would never do
It cannot be me
I would never sleep
I would never dream
Then I would not be filled
With memories from the night
