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Creeping through the dark at night,
Watching stars shine so bright, Everyone sleeping, No one in sight, Creeping through the dark at night. There is a shadow, on the wall, Someone standing very tall, It follows me around the hall, I was too frightened to stand and call. The shadow stood and looked at me, I raised my hand, and so did she, Then I realised it was....... ME!
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