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Lights turn off
and a small child whimpers in fear
afraid of the monster in his closet
or the eyes under his bed.
 
He cries silently,
attempting bravery for the first time
or he wails, cowardly
never trying something new and courageous.
 
His mother comes to aid him
and make sure he's alright
but i know deep inside her 
she's a little afraid of the dark at night.
 
The unknown of a robber in the closet
the killer under the bed
each thought terrifies her
spins in terror in her head.
 
But other fears take priority:
the unpaid bills, the unfolded laundry
the dinner to be made 
and the thought of her little boy in danger,
 is the thought that makes her the most afraid.

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