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Created on: May 01, 2009
When it gets dark it seems like monsters are everywhere.
Lurking under beds in closets and under chairs.
Waiting to scare people while they are asleep.
I know that they are there even when they don't make a peep.
Then the sun comes up and they are all gone.
Silly me my imagination was still turned on.
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