Going to sleep
is wonderful.
Dreaming of wonderful
dreams.
Dreams like catching
butterflies...
Dreams where you
fly like a dove...
But then it can turn
into a nightmare.
Where instead of catching
butterflies...
It’s the devil that is
catching you....
Being in fire...hearing
people scream.
But God is there to protect you...from
the devil...
So you wouldn’t be
living in a nightmare.
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