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Go back to sleep, my dearest love, There’s no need to know such worry; I am watching from high above. Go back to sleep, my dearest love. Fret not my lovely lady dove: Your eyes are getting so blurry. Go back to sleep, my dearest love; There’s no need to know such worry.
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Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 7:39 AM UTC
Dearly Departed Sleep
Go back to sleep, my dearest love, There’s no need to know such worry; I am watching from high above. Go back to sleep, my dearest love. Fret not my lovely lady dove: Your eyes are getting so blurry. Go back to sleep, my dearest love; There’s no need to know such worry.
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Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 7:39 AM UTC
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