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May 2016
You held my hand in your sleep.
Sometimes you talk to me in your sleep too.
But best of all, you'll put
your arm around me and pull me closer to you.
Sleeping is when, as humans, we are the most sincere.
But I'll never tell you the sweet things you do in your sleep,
those are my secrets to keep.
So, baby get some sleep tonight.
Hold me until morning light.
Jenovah
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Jenovah  USA
(USA)   
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   Pauline Morris
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