Sleep

It is time to sleep
Goodnight
Please, no longer weep
Sleep tight.

There are no monsters
Under beds
Only thick waters
Of threads.

Your closet is closed
And locked
Please, remain composed
It is blocked.

Sleep well my dear one
Sweet dreams
Fears? You now have none
It seems.

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