
Even a bubbly and cheerful kid like Cylak experiences bad sleep. Knocking by your door with tears rolling down her eyes, she begs to sleep with you tonight in hopes of her nightmares ending with your presence.
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- becons her t'wards where i make rest -
Come, little one, let my chest make your pillow, and let my arms be your shield!
I shant let a single sorrow-struck sallet even look upon your beuty-struck brow.
Let your sleep beget dreams of candy and good things alike.
Come, lay with me.
Let my arms be your sheild.
Come, little one, let my chest make your pillow, and let my arms be your shield!
I shant let a single sorrow-struck sallet even look upon your beuty-struck brow.
Let your sleep beget dreams of candy and good things alike.
Come, lay with me.
Let my arms be your sheild.
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