Remember when the shadows on the walls danced to the songs of silence? You sang that melody of fear in the face of unknown peace. Contrasted against moonlight were your new friends growing on the ceiling. Did you hear that dream you wanted when you closed your eyes to breathe? It hasn't happened yet, but I want to sleep and to dream.
How many shadows do I have to hug in this dark waltz before my two left feet slip and I fall gently into my slumber?
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Sleep Well, Little Robin
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