And so, without (too much) further ado, to bed. Too late once more, I know I'll be sorry in the morning, but I can't seem to find a decent rhythm these days, what with three really very early and four rather late mornings...
So, in the hope that Billy will lull me to sleep:
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...the water's dark and deep inside this ancient heart...
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