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living terror

“What Love there is

in dark!”

,exclaimed the wind.

“What Peace is there

in night!”

,cried the ground.

“What Safety there is

in silence!”

,the faucet dripped.

While

the man, with -

white knuckle grip,

hugged his covers

round.

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benjamin-woolley

American

Published: Jan 12, 2019
LinesWords: 1439

Tags: #night #spooky

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