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Alpha Baylor

Alpha Baylor

I muttered drifting off to sleep. Lullaby Translation Sleep, my child, in peace Sleep, my child, in peace O Mary, my mother and her gentle bosom, Sleep, my child, in peace I am the escort of the graces until Jesus, Son of God Sleep, his child, peacefully Sleep, his child, peacefully Sleep, his child, peacefully
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Lust For Love

Lust For Love

He answered kissing the top of my head. “I felt at peace.” I moaned. “What was that you were humming?” I asked him rubbing my hands on his chest. “A lullaby that my mother use to sing to me.” he said “And I hope one day we can sing it to our children.” he added. “I would love that, whats it called?” I asked him looking up at him. “Kolybel’naya. Lullaby.” He answered. He started rubbing my back and humming the soft melody again. I closed my eyes and sleep took over once again.
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A Woman's Worth

A Woman's Worth

She carried him in her arms and smiled as he started to play with her hair again. "Does little Jiu-Jiu want mommy to sing him a song?" she asked, wiggling her brows. He giggled and nodded softly. "The moon is bright; the wind is quiet. The leaves hang over the window. My baby fell asleep quickly. Sleep, dreaming sweet dreams. The moon is bright, the wind is calm, Gently moving cradle, Mother's baby, close your eyes, Yeah sleep, sleep, dreaming sweet dreams" (This is a Chinese lullaby that I have listened and searched for on Google I believed it was called "Northeastern lullaby")
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Tricked by the twin alphas

Tricked by the twin alphas

I sang a lullaby my mom had made up for me whenever I was a crying mess. Little girl, little girl Come to mommy's arms Don't be scared, I'm here With all our good luck charms Why do you fret so much? What happened to our silly dreams? If you want kisses, I've got a bunch And sunrays and moonbeams I sang softly, not wanting to startle Sharon or make her mad. Her breathing calmed down and soon her sobs were reduced to hushed whimpers and eventually, they stopped. She had fallen fast asleep, her nose still runny and her mouth hanging open. Her head rested on my shoulder and I looked at the little frail girl under the facade. The little girl that needed a lullaby to calm her down.
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