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THERE'S A DEAD MAN IN MY BED

An Owl came every night
And whispered me a lullaby-
The one that made me smile and cry
Until my flesh got almost dry.

A song about a dead man in my bed
Or maybe he was only in my head
Or maybe wasn’t really dead…
I cannot say this, I’m afraid.

He sat beside me for a while
Until the Owl kissed me goodnight
And left me all alone to cry
And cry and smile and cry.

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Весела Огнева в Индия 2014Rila mountains - Grunchar hutVesi and Rumi (Rumyana Pisancheva) below Sinanitza peak in Pirin mountains
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