Lullaby

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Look away my darling
You don't mean a thing
Listen to my words
Think now of nothing
Tonight you will dream
Of snow crusted places
With dripping icicles
Covered in white

Look away darling
You don't know a thing
The reason you love this place
Is my teaching
Watch here my darling
Follow my moving lips
Commit my words
Forever to memory

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