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Ever heard of the things that go bump in the night? When you are alone how it stirs up a fright, The night's all calm in vespertine stillness, But tha..
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Capturing life with precious moments to spare, With smiles and love and timing so rare, Living on forevermore within frames for all to see, With a chi..
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Night by night, I lie awake wishing for soothing rain, With loss of hope and faith I ask to ease this lonely pain.
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A child will find the way, in a night, and in a day, with the moment still, waking the dreams, glorious and free, into the blue memory.
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Look beneath my shallow eyes, upon my soul for which you despise, your tainted hands upon my chest, broken dreams, it failed the test.
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Night is dark before the dawn, and all's a dream within a dream, hoping for what is gone, and dancing 'gainst a moonlit beam.
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The inferno of the pale moon once burns with despair, hiding in the darkened noon with death in the air. All children are comatose, the creatures are ..
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If dreams would end with life of all life, would our dreams still suffer with strife? Would the day dreamer still dream, or is it all that it may seem..
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Born from a pure amity spark, feared by all hatred and sorrow, lighting throughout the dark, as it grows every morrow.
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Lost in the vastness of our hearts, do we stray from all living things, and to all knowledge to whom imparts, do we find ourselves once again.
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