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What a lonely lullaby

I can hear in these stories,

What a lovely lullaby

Washing away my worries,

The melody is simple

And the rhymes are nursing me

Into this unknown temple

Far away, across the sea,

Where the clouds are candy sheep

And the rain is chocolate milk,

Where the mind and heart can sleep

Wistfully in sheets of silk,

As the notes die in the night

In a million glowing streams

I still believe that I might

Somehow reach onto my dreams…

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Live. Die. Repeat.