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Almost Something

Fall asleep, gently told a mother's words seldom hold the truth about what lays ahead or of the things that lay beneath my bed Stay with me, when you sleep I'll hold you safe and forever keep all the demons at your feet hold them down before you weep All the voices, they disappear take away all that you may fear A warmer hand held for you a way to find out the hidden truth I don't think, these words say all the things that we pray half-formed lies from their heart the fables that keep us apart

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