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At night the sky becomes dank dark mysterious and shaded At night the sounds become loud long inconsistent and screechy At night the sights become gruesome ghoulish nightmarish and scary At night The room becomes cold creepy unwelcoming and stale Night night Sleep tight don't let the bed bugs bite.
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May 5, 2013
May 5, 2013 at 12:00 PM UTC
At Night (10W x5)
At night the sky becomes dank dark mysterious and shaded At night the sounds become loud long inconsistent and screechy At night the sights become gruesome ghoulish nightmarish and scary At night The room becomes cold creepy unwelcoming and stale Night night Sleep tight don't let the bed bugs bite.
Written on 03/05/13 by Josh Morter ©
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May 5, 2013
May 5, 2013 at 12:00 PM UTC
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