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LULLABY I sang to each of my children When sleep came too slowly, The words of a mystery In a haunting minor tune: Open the door softly, I've something to tell you, dear. Open it up no wider Than the crack upon the floor. Open the door softly, I've something to tell you, dear. I learned it from a street singer ...