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I Lay down to Sleeps.

Drawn to the breath; That last one left.
Had me gasp for air, a time to interfere
With what the World had done,
in my absence they had won
The Sent3nce Fun
Because they were wickedly gone,
into the summit fur, into what midst i adhere
To know the Way, To heaven i say
Give me reason to Pray,
For the World of Today.
Because they had taken all gone.
My Last Preference is done. So What  
Am i to do; But to Pray to you Boo.
For unless you do, unless you knew;
What love unfolds, Then beholds
The Term i cease, Nothing can please.
Not if i must say This; You are
The Life of Bliss, and Give me Yearn
For day to burn into, Night i Turn
Until i hear your Meown; That to
This day give, a Life of Bliss another
Term, into the Sunset I Stern.
To Hold the Peace, to Give the World it's Needs
That they might turn around, the Earth Rotates rather then Burn
In the Summer Set; Where the Equinox Beget
A Heat of burn; Because i did not hear your meown
That gives the Night, a Sweet Delight
And Hold the Peace.
I Lay down to Sleeps.  
Written by MineKampf (Minart)
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