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White noise


As I lay in my bed I hear nothing but my breath
It's too much to take
I need a white noise
Or else my breathing will become and take
My sanity so far away
I will lay for hours on end
Trying to make it end
The sound of my breathing so out of place
Take it away Just far away
I need a white noise 
To make this end 
So I can sleep
And my breathing can end
 

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