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Mr shadow man


I walk to my room

To turn off my.light

My eyes fill with doom

As if I knew ,

Where the mystery lies. 

My window is an open light.

There he stands, Mr shadow man

Seven feet tall and blacker than night.

Sadness and pain, my body fills,

He walks over to the other side,

I run to look but I could feel,

Poof, Mr shadow man has disappeared.

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