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The dark is my favourite friend, It welcomes me with open arms, Every night he comes, Forever bearing gifts. One night after the other, Who am I to refuse, For I am alone, And he is always on time. I may not sleep, But it does not matter, For I have company, My reliable companion. And before I finally sleep, And the light of enemy appears, I bid farewell, Until our next wanted meeting.
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Aug 13, 2020
Aug 13, 2020 at 7:43 PM UTC
The Dark
The dark is my favourite friend, It welcomes me with open arms, Every night he comes, Forever bearing gifts. One night after the other, Who am I to refuse, For I am alone, And he is always on time. I may not sleep, But it does not matter, For I have company, My reliable companion. And before I finally sleep, And the light of enemy appears, I bid farewell, Until our next wanted meeting.
robert-j-howard
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Aug 13, 2020
Aug 13, 2020 at 7:43 PM UTC
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