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Nov 2013
Hold on till morning,
You'll be alright.
             Hold on to me,
The scarecrows come at night.

                       I'll hold you still,
                                I'll hold you tight,
                       As you quiver from their sight.

                                                 Don't worry darling,
                                    You'll be fine.
                                                  The monsters are all in your head,
                                    But, you'll have to fight.

                      Hide under the covers,
         And hold your pillow tight,
                    And pray there'll be a sunrise.

Hold on  till morning,
           Dear,                  you'll.          be                     okay.
  The  monster  in   your closet
            Can't                   stay           there                all                night.
Zila martin
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