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I'll read you a story.

Ghostly moon absorb fears. Princesses and ghosts, illuminated telepathy...
are covered by the ancient herbs, calming silent stars...
being afraid of loneliness, being afraid of despair...
they sleep in the thick darkness of our dreams.
I'll read you a story.
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I'll read you a story.

I will take her out of my dreams, will whisper to you, will show you.

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