Ooooooh my bed, to whom i lay all my issues...
Ooooooh my bed, to whom i lay on, in exchange for comfort for my ache body...
Ooooooh my bed, pillowed, to whom d worth of my head thinks and not by weight, I laid.
Ooooooh my bed, deeper than the deepest well, you alone received sour water that comes from my reddish eyes.
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