My eyes are about to close.
I got a heavy medicine dose.
I am about to sleep by then,
But I knew not when.
Will I fly when I dream?
Will I float on distant stream?
Will I be in paradise?
Or will I be with Jesus Christ?
Oh! I am not yet asleep.
I have thoughts in mind to keep.
But my eyes are about to close.
I can now see a bed full of rose.
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