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I sleep in bed to hear the wind in the trees. The stairs above dance and sing in the night. My Knight in shiny armer runs to my tower to save me from the thing called life. But I know he will not come for the shadows will take him. I am called the queen of the night because I run with shadows and the night. So go to sleep and rest your head and let your darkness take over. And I will see you in the world of dreams. So rest my child and go to sleep and the shadows will keep you safe for all time till the day you die

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