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She froze, like frost on blades of grass in morning
No need to venture farther, she’d heed this final warning
Footsteps in the distance, she was not there alone
Was that a floorboard creaking, or a wandering spirit’s moan?
Stretching out, listening, hoping she could hear
Shrinking back against the wall, all she felt was fear
Heartbeats getting louder, twas the pounding of her heart
Knowing she’d no time to waste, this demon she’d outsmart
Bathed in sweat, and shivering, her clothes now soaked, it seemed
Waking up, inside her head, afraid of her own dream
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