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Softchirps of nights song. Singing sweetly as I pass into the land of dreams were theres nothing to hold of dreams were theres nothing to hold me. Nothing to hold me in the melody of life. The softchirps of night pass as my world goes silent letting deaths mornful moansrun threw my mind.
Good bye Nights song...
Hello darknes