What is your plan O Master?
Why did I ,yesterday ,falter
So much so,that I wasn't myself,
Felt I have crossed the realms
Of control and the normal sleep eluded ,
I was in another world embedded,
This memory of night will not be faded,
Will come back to haunt,
And may even taunt.
So, heal me ,i ask with palms folded,
Before the faith,I have is eroded.
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