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"I am small. I feel like no more than nothing at all, But when I lose sight of daylight, And my darkness falls. I'll be strong, And if not now it won't be long, From when I lose sight of daylight, And my hands are weak and my soul is tired. Oh, I'll give my love from the inside out...from the inside out..." - Sara Bareilles
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night sailed off in a wooden shoe — sailed on a river of crystal light, Into a sea of dew. "Where are you going, and what do you wish?" the old moon asked the three. "We have come to fish for the herring fish that live in this beautiful sea; nets of silver and gold have we!" said Wynken, Blynken, and Nod.