I heard it call, from Deep Within…
The Darkest Place, Where Men don’t Win.
It scattered leaves and sneaked through trees
The Whispers of, an Autumnal Breeze
I shuddered still, Turned to the Door
Expecting Stranger, Expecting Bore
But there Was No One there, when I went to see…
Just a harsh wind howling, over to me.
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