You toss and turn about at night Your dreams are such a calignostic sight They seem so real Pain they cause you think you feel. They are able to smell your fear They lurk far, far and yet near. You think nightmares are all for children But they hide deep within They are imaginary doctors say For they shall come at night, not during the day Your nod your head and try to relax The unconscious mind turns many backs.
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Birth sign: Gemini
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