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fear
Knocking on my door
In the middle of the night
Stubling out of bed
Turn on the passage light
So many moons since the night was my cloak
Another life entirely when fear I did envoke
Fumbling with my keys
Tugging the nightgown along
But when I opened the door
The mystery knocker was gone
Only a parcel left for me in his stead
Holding proof of me killing those
whom are long dead...
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