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When you are a child, but nothing more, your full of purity and more and more. When the sun comes down you lay in bed thinking of lullabies over head.
A goat, a unicorn, no, but something more you imagine the stars, bright and gleaming. Watching the sky blue and pretty.
Stars dance around in the midnight sky! But no, not anymore.
No lullabies.
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- Title: The Lullaby
- Artist: Kimmyko99
- Description: I wrote this because I miss being a child and all the lullabies.
- Date: 11/21/2009
- Tags: lullaby
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