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Shudder me off.

Guardian, can you keep me quiet in my mind? 
Cause voices only seem to grow like a tumor and my thoughts never find its way. 
It doesn’t know how far is afar. It just goes on and on like a road one can’t follow. 
May be, Guardian, if you shudder me off without letting me known, then, only my thoughts will be petrified. 
And then only, I can sleep better. 

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