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is the world still a world
I lay awake with my mind sleeping,
Why am I really here?
Trying so hard to stay alive,
Why can't it all be real?
With the sun hiding behind the moon
And the day conquered by night.
I see your eyes starring back?
Are they really looking at me?
Why is it so bard to breath
When there is no reason to be?
Is the world still a world without you in it?
