How i’ve missed it. Every night is a wretched terror for me... but morning. Oh ye fine Gods how I love it. No fear about the night, no sweating and burning for fear of sleep, just a beautiful light in the sky and a sense of peace. No tenseness, no scratching no shifting in confusion and fear. No crying in the dark too afraid to try to sleep for
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