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Nightmares
Written August 2003.

The cold dark chill envelopes me,
I sit here, completely alone.
With nothing but my thoughts to
Keep away the wolves of the night.

Shadows flit around me,
Flickering in the dim light.
Filling me with a dread,
I shrink into myself.

Figures loom before me,
Shapeless with menacing forms.
Threatening me as they change,
Into my greatest nightmares.



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