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I sit here reading a book
A little rain was all it took The lights went out I resist the urge to shout I keep reading along Not noticing the time gone The room suddenly changed For a moment i felt deranged I was in a garden with flowers everywhere But all I could do is stare I look and walk around To see what else will be found I panic and soon begin to run Surely this was far from fun I find a house and run inside I wait a moment for the confusion to subside Soon i stumble into a room With so many it was surely my doom Soon after i start to progress I realize that I'm in a dress Old, Victorian it was At the touch was like fuzz I begin to worry Again, I run in a hurry I stop until I find a mirror I see that I'm far from inferior I look at the face And see that I'm out of place I run to escape this time It must be purgatory for a crime Quickly, I run outside It all came, like a harsh tide With my last step I begin to fall No one hears my frightened call Suddenly I'm awake From a horrible shake Chills run down my spine As I heard the clock chime nine Confused and still dazed For a moment i felt crazed I begin to see this was a dream It was all to odd for what it seemed So with absolute finality I am back in reality
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