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Alone
Deep and dark is the night
Nothing is in sight
Shadows creeping on the wall
Footsteps creeping in the hall
Quiet whispers that I hear
Taking away that is dear
Out I go to see
But there is nothing there for me.
It’s my first poem so don’t be too mean but be honest. Thank you for reading.