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Aug 2013
take me under your wing,
and fly me to the moon.
caress my cheek softly,
we'll be home soon.

tell me it'll be okay,
that it'll be alright,
just as long as i get home
by midnight.

sleeping beauty sleeps and sleeps,
and i do the same,
this dream i dream night after night,
will never make me sane.
Amanda Michaels
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