Night
The
bats
are
flying
and
crickets
creeping
they
angels
in
heaven
are
singing
while
in
our
warm
bed
we
are
dreaming
under
the
starless
night
that
is
dark
and
still
and
the
mosquitoe
bites,
are
delight
fill
we
sleep,we
have
beautiful
sweet
dream
while
many
have
nightmares
that
makes
them
scream
we
only
pray
for
protection
we
can't
make
angelic
selection
but
we
wake
next
morn,
strong
and
sound
we
never
know
how
long
we've
laid
on
ground
at
times
in
starfilled
sky
or
night
of
rain
we
sleep,
wake
up,
see
ourselves
still
sane.
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