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May 2015
I am waiting
For the night light
To become my guide
From  the evil
That lurks down below
and creeps in my head
While I sleep in my bed.

The night light
Brings me goodness and joy
Fade and dims
each time the clock spins.

Now, as i grew past the edge
of my twin bed
I need you to be my night light
So that I wont fall
Into the darkness at all.
Kale
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