I wake up in the middle of the night and go into the living room. Someone is pulling my wagon, but I can’t see who. All I can see is that I am in the wagon limp, and dead
Goodnight
Sleep Sweet dreams Moon beams shine upon you The balcony of the moon is you bed tonight As your dreams take flight
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Have an idea Have a plan The wheels in your mind turning and churning Work with your idea Turn it into something fantastic
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