All is out of synch, and not what it seems;
As I toss and turn in the fevered night.
No one, but me, can hear my silent screams.
I awaken ghost white from such a fright.
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Yeah come to light and spread continuously to where the dark lives
Thanks Mahtab...much appreciated!