Leaving the light on, keeping the monsters that dance through your night on their toes.
It was dark, even so, I could see, that the dragons breathing fire were out there to
toast me
and when you're sixty five, closing your eyes and hoping the night things won't see you doesn't work.
Oct 25, 2021
Oct 25, 2021 at 1:47 AM UTC
Leaving the light on, keeping the monsters that dance through your night on their toes.
It was dark, even so, I could see, that the dragons breathing fire were out there to
toast me
and when you're sixty five, closing your eyes and hoping the night things won't see you doesn't work.
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