My pillow

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Everytime i lay my head on the pillow,and watch the ceiling

i get to have strange feeling.

me and my pillow are like best friends together

it knows all my best memories and all my sheded tears .

i share with it my darkest fear

which i could not do with my family or peer

finally i extracted the earphone from my ear

and placed it beneath my comfy fellow along with my secret fear

sighing, i close my eyes , and encounter a black paradise

and wonder how my pillow to me is always so wise

tonight, i wish to go to the same dreamland like yesterday

where i live my every moment like my last day

i wish to see the same castle in my dream

nearby which, flow stream and flowers gleam

i don't wanna get lost in that dream

i just wanna witness a new me...

a free me...

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