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The Dead of Night

It was the dead of night the cold moon gave a faint light. It's melancholy glance covered the trees they were bare and barren of leaves. A scream of terror pierced the night my blood ran cold with fright. Suddenly I awake from this dream knowing what I have seen. For you were taken from my side so I hang my head and cry. I pray to God in peace you will be and I pray the same for me. JSergi

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