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Darkness falls across my face
I’m weary from the day
Yet, this is the time that I embrace
Where my mind begins to stray
To fantasies and wonderlands
To visions quite obscure
To a place, my mind expands
With magical allure
Where dreams become realities
Where life’s a nursery rhyme
Where there is no normality
And I can pass the time
Until the light must shine and splay
Become a brand new morn
And I must tuck my dreams away
Until the night again is born
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