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A day with Sleeping Sorry no face... 
Saying i'm Sorry is just not me!
For nothing risked is nothing gained,
A game I just have to play,
To win your maiden heart, 
Or lose and try somewhere else,
Life goes on, 
They always say,
To that I toast,
And be on my way.
I pass downtown of the city,
Along the blocks and city streets,
I cross the shops and a small town,
Through the lanes that is going all 
the way down.
I make it across the ravine and 
valley,
Into open spaces of bluegrass 
county,
And in the middle of nowhere,
In the field of corns I think I am lost.
The scarecrow is there to keep me 
company,
For how long till the day is gone...
Not a soul beside me and I am 
shaking to the bones,
The chill has settle and here to 
stay. 
As night approaches my eyes are 
amazed,
By the glory of heavean above 
dancing,
This is the land on which the sky sit,
And my mind and body is ready to 
sleep,
Tomorrow will bring a better fortune,
Life goes on,
They always say,
Today has been an adventure for me,
So far I face no known danger,
Like a sly seeking twister,
Or even worst still ...Count 
Dracula's sister!
My imagination is running free 
again,
Sleep tight under the stars and an 
Owl's lullaby....
A new world opens to me when 
dreams are roaming free.....Zzz...

Oh by the way...
If you're reading this tale of 
Sleeping Sorry no face,
I'm sorry this is the End,
Good night and sweet scary 
dream...Zzzz...

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