Some sadness creeps as little ones sleep and through the night so out of fright, There seems to spin a faceless grin. Enticing appeal within, thanks, arya
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Some sadness creeps as little ones sleep and through the night so out of fright, There seems to spin a faceless grin. Enticing appeal within, thanks, arya