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As night falls over me The stars shine bright The birds stop chirping And it’s past midnight The stars vanish And now it’s too dark What was that noise? In the distance – a bark Outside it’s pitch black And even inside Deep in my heart The monsters hide They crawl out and shriek Calling my name At night it’s so lonely Always the same The shadows consume me I wiggle and pout but – oh, What is this? The sun has come out
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