A Strange Night
A strange night
At night it comes
A tick, a knock, a sound
From the parlor to the bed
A tick, a knock, a sound
At the window shade
To then raise the skin
and wash me from ankle to head
From there it neither moves nor goes back
What can it be
From where does it go
To only repeat again the next night
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Troy He | Year Posted 2026
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