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Apr 2017
the dream was coming every night.
over and over in my head.
a good dream at first
then it turn bad.
a real life night mare,
it began one rainy night.
the lights went out a few times.
i thought i seen a mask person at the window.
then the door bell rang a few times in a row.
nobody was there.
i heard a cat scream a wicked cry
then a dog barking coming from te back of the house.
but no dog.
then the lights went out once more.
and there he was.
i woke up right then
the nightmare was over for that night.
Written by
Harold r hunt sr  63/M/union sc
(63/M/union sc)   
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