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Night, the blackest of day takes over
When dreams become terror, indecent exposure
Hiding in the corners, where shadows keep
Creeping, awakening from slumber deep
Haunting, with such a clever disguise
As flickering lights, fall and rise
Allowing them to dance with glee
Yet, as dark returns, their symphony
Does serenade my imagination
This singing, without provocation
Realizing now, it’s all part of their scheme
As I awaken to the sound of my own scream
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