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I hear the clock ring Is it time to get ready As I open up my eyes I see there isn't time To get some thing to Eat it is almost time For me to leave and If I leave right now I Can make it to work At least about eight I been late once this Week and boss was Kind of upset didn't Say any thing to me But I could tell that He was not pleased As he had seen me I will have to work Over time and walk In the woods in the Dark and the leaves Rustling in the trees The full moon hangs Like magic in the air And suddenly some Strange sound you'l Hear some tinkering In the air like in some Dream but there isn't Any thing for you to Fear as you do go a little nearer it is no- thing for you to fear its just fairies within' a forest night twirlin' through the air upon a beam of starry light Dark and the moon
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6d ago
May 30, 2026 at 4:23 AM UTC
Shelter of the Night
I hear the clock ring Is it time to get ready As I open up my eyes I see there isn't time To get some thing to Eat it is almost time For me to leave and If I leave right now I Can make it to work At least about eight I been late once this Week and boss was Kind of upset didn't Say any thing to me But I could tell that He was not pleased As he had seen me I will have to work Over time and walk In the woods in the Dark and the leaves Rustling in the trees The full moon hangs Like magic in the air And suddenly some Strange sound you'l Hear some tinkering In the air like in some Dream but there isn't Any thing for you to Fear as you do go a little nearer it is no- thing for you to fear its just fairies within' a forest night twirlin' through the air upon a beam of starry light Dark and the moon
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6d ago
May 30, 2026 at 4:23 AM UTC
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