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Jan 2017
What can't we see in the dark?
Is a stranger lurking, for a lark?
Is someone under my bed?
What is that noise? Pure dread,
Oh, it's only a wind rising,
in the dark, it's all a bit surprising,
What can't we see in the dark night?
I think I'll switch on the bedside light!
Feedback welcome.
Written by
Julie Grenness  Australia
(Australia)   
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