Strange Writing
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When I Dream They Come

when I dream they come

the mist rolls in thick

 

their long black robes swirl

pinpricks down my spine

their heavy boots thud

pinpricks down my spine

their nails scratch the trees

pinpricks down my spine

 

their long black robes swirl

shrill laughter pierces

ringing through the air

shrill laughter pierces

no one else can hear

shrill laughter pierces

 

the mist rolls in thick

when I dream they come

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