As I lay myself down to sleep,
I pray that I may have peace in my dreams.
That love may follow though every scene.
And those of family passed,
Will visit me to share of those good days.
When we laughed, and cared, played.
That no demons are to be seen,
And malice leave no trace.
Leaving not a place for fear to rest.
That what is shown may point the way.
May bring the answers that are at bay.
That I may rise unfetter and unbound,
To live my Life in freedoms way!
Good Night.
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Michael Gallegos
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