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Dream %s precious one,
We rest your head nursery fair,
With angels watching in our hearts,
And beneath the stars.
Through fields of gold we roam,
Where songs softly call,
The heart finds a home,
And gentle shines through all.
Let laughter fill the air,
And warmth fill our souls,
For moments beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So rest your head and play, friends,
With angels watching filling each day,
Till hearts guide us home again,
And we find our home for aye.
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