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Looking after your loved one. |
| The moon, which sings her lullaby soothing us to sleep. Forms a layer of protection, taking us to world's afar and deep. Every note she utters arrives in an entwinement of sound. Building walls that surrounds us, steadfast on the ground Now hush my darling and fade to sleep tomorrow will arrive and set you free. For now my thoughts will encircle you and protect you from the arms of misery. |