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Lying in bed, eyes starting to close

Something bumped into me, so much for the doze

Yet nobody’s here, in this dark little space

Just shadows in corners, I’m still, just in case

I’m really not in here, alone, by myself

Nothing is moving, but the clock on the shelf

I figure it’s my imagination, gone wild, once again

So I close my eyes slowly, and exhale from within

Wait, something’s not right, as the fan starts to whir

Looking around, I can see someone stir

Blowing about on the wisp of a breeze

Moving in circles, gyrating, I freeze

I open my mouth, and scream, quite out loud

Discerning, this vision, of the unearthly crowd

 

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