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N etherworld of tortured sleep, I nnerspace where torn souls weep... G hosts and demons loosed to haunt, H orror's face; demonic, gaunt. T errors hidden well by day... M arauders, though, by night; A sk in sleep to come and stay, R aping peace with blight. E ssence of the devil's will, surrender to sweet sleep; S lumber in the bowels of hell... and leave me to God's keep.
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