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My Music Box
by Sam Winkler, age 11
Outside my music box the dark world seems to shine,
And beautiful flowers are painted on top.
It sits upon four ebony feet,
And a golden key turns slowly.
Inside my music box a golden cylinder spins,
And the spikes hit the prongs slowly.
If I sleep with my music box under my pillow
I would have a good night's sleep,
I would slowly doze off into dreamland,
And I would not have any nightmares.
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