A))) sings a song,
to lure to sleep
all of her servants
and even me.
In voice so soft,
with eyes so calm
she sings this short,
precious lullaby:
"Sleep, oh children,
sleep sound and tight,
let no regrets trouble your mind.
Do not forget,
if you don't wake,
all that is you,
never should've been.
And this last part,
for you my child,
to say in your mind:
Oh, how I regret,
I am not what I am".
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