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The monster in the night

I have walked a
Puffin down the road
Found a cure for cancer
Climbed the highest mountains

The world of my
Dreams are not
A daze when I awake
They are as clear
As a piece of plastic wrap

Something wakes my
Young mind
Repeatedly and endlessly
During the night

Lying wrapped
Warm by the
Starry night, looking
Out to the trees and
Skies beyond



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