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Goodnight

Before I lay me down to sleep I cleanse my mind of thee. These striking thoughts the stirring pots of all thy childish glee. Leave me now to my rest, be gone from within. Imagination, I’ll see you on the morrow in sadness, joy or sorrow.

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Canadian

Published: Dec 2, 2011
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