Fearless Sleep
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When I was standing,
it was standing with me,
when I was sitting,
it was sitting with me,
when I was sleeping,
it was sleeping with me,
but when I started dreaming you,
it went at an arms length from me,
and,
when you started dreaming me,
the evil ran away.
The charms of love whispered,
now it's me,
have a fearless sleep with her.
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