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Feb 2013
There's a glow from the moOn
That
  a
  n
  g
  s
In my room
It smiles upside down
From a spider thread
                               (O)

It sinks in my bOnes
Where I'm home alOne

It softens the light
It hardens Thenight

It tightens the bite
Of a skeleton's frOwn
To grin
Instead
At the dead

There's a glow in my room

Blue
From the doOm

Which spiders
(and I)
DOn't dread
Written by
Hollie Stutzman
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