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Whispers in the Dark
Shadows creep in silent tread,
Where once the light of day had fled,
A hush that fills the midnight air,
The world is still, but something's there.A creak upon the ancient floor,
A whisper slipping through the door,
It calls my name in hushed, soft tones,
But when I look—I'm all alone.The air is thick with unseen eyes,
That hide beneath the moonlit skies,
They watch, they wait, they slowly near,
And fill...