Lay and sleep
deep in slumber
high up top
in sturdy lumber
fret not, for i am here
weep not, for i shall stay near
Gas of red
billows and sweeps
as i wander, past your bed
What i say
is not but a whisper
a quiet rasp
like those who wore
those gas masks
He was my friend
now savior
i follow and help
just as i must do
when i hear you yelp
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