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Sometimes the World
Can be hurtful
And sometimes the world
Is unkind
Sometimes the things
That I dread most of all
Are the things that
Take shape in my mind
But my Knightlyte
Will be here ‘til morning,
To watch over me
‘Til it’s dawn
And when I awake
I’ll be rested
And I'll have the strength Sometimes the world
To go on.

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