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An eye from the heavens
Hiding behind grey and white and color
She watches all our movements
Like an immortal mother
She chooses only to shine in the dark
Maybe it's easier that way
To watch us while we're dreaming
Maybe the quiet keeps her sane
And even though she's ghostly pale
Her company preserves my fear
For in the morning only faintly may I see
Her figure, spying near
And sometimes it's only a smile
Or her full face that I see
But I know that until I die
She'll be watching over me
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