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Cradle Me
The gentle snores from under my bed trickle up my walls and crawl around the ceiling.
They wander around the room, bouncing happily.
When they reach my ears, I smile, because I know you are okay.
They wander around the room, bouncing happily.
When they reach my ears, I smile, because I know you are okay.
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