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My pillow face buried in
Deep as it will go in
Another taste of a dream
I have again
And again I lie
All awake and feeling grim
And the time for me to wake
Is round again
And now I feel like a Popeye freaky freak
All day mind is all bleak
And imagination's strong
I think I could sleep
But my pillow says I'm wrong
And the time for me to sleep
Is good and gone
I know that we
All feel so very weak
If I close my eyes very long
I'll get some peace
But the time for me to wake
Is nearing me
But the time for me to wake
Is nearing me
But the time for me to wake
Is nearing me
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