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When
the nights take
The
surrounding for its own
The
long narrow shadows
Reaching
out to paint the trees
Nobody
dares to walk
In
the dark nights of the park
The
hidden creatures wait
The
brave ones who think they dare
The
quiet wind whirring song
The
dancing leaves waving along
“If
you dare to walk in
Don't
cry when you fall”
The
dark shadows never smile
The
eyes never see the light
The
long arm of its shadow hands
The
dark strokes of no mercy
When
the nights fall
The
creatures begin to roam
Sometimes
the scream of voices
The
painted bodies the caged of shadows
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