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Goodnight


Goodnight oh little world,

For my head shall rest to sleep,

As little thoughts of darkness,

Do all my nightmares reap

 

When shall the evil end,

And the darkness slumber stir,

For everything that happened,

Was just a bad nightmare

 

The greatest thoughts of joy,

Shall now play within my head,

For life is just a game,

Which can't be played when you are dead...

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