'Now I lay me down to sleep...'
‘Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep, and if I die before I ‘wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take.’ Sometime in childhood, I decided that my favorite prayer was this one: an early example of my persistent affection for all things macabre. I wonder now if that began with an actuality I’ve been living with always - dreams where…
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