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Night

September 10, 2013
By Anonymous

SHE slips away in the dead of night.
They'll NEVER realize what she's like.

So naive, she RUNS.
AWAY FROM HER PROBLEMS, and out of sight.

SHE's always loved the dead of night.
DOES THESE THINGS without a fright.

Slipping away TO SEE THE WORLD,
What happened to that LITTLE GIRL.

No longer afraid to GO,
I hope you stay to SEE THE SHOW.


The author's comments:
2-in-1 poem

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