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bed time stories
Tired, the saints, they tucked me in
Warmth surrounds my body
Air is soft and blowly lightly
Fragile, I saw it, but careless as i was i might have dropped it
They tucked me in and closed my eyes
I did not want to sleep
They sang to me a lulla-bye,
I wanted to here no more.
And the memory of that water stained window flooded my mind
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