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Lena Bitare Oct 2015
Sleep tight, little one
Let the clouds roll by
Let the time pass by
Don’t think you missed a chance.

You’ll soon be on that beautiful place
Where war and crimes do not exist
Where there is no conflict to cease
Where you will no longer worry or cry.

Where bombs do not exist and your heart explodes in happiness
Where you will drown only in joy and laughter.
Sleep tight, little one.
You’ll sure be in Paradise.

— The End —