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Long walks in the dark.
Through woods grown behind the park, 
I asked God who I'm supposed to be.
The stars smiled down on me, 
God answered in silent reverie. 

I said a prayer and fell asleep. Long walks in the dark. Through woods grown behind the park, I asked God who I'm supposed to be. The stars smiled down on me, God answered in silent reverie. I said a prayer and fell asleep.
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