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Oct 2011
bound by fear of the asleep
dislike of the light
make this spring song stop.
tinkling bells not pleasing
I am restless.
a broken cradle song plays
scratches behind
the lights are still too bright
the song on an abrupt end
Written by
   matthewkirn and Layne Joy
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