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Hectic leaves escape scraping branches

  upon my window dark with night

I throw the curtains open

to peer at what's not there, and

Hide again in the wind shaken room

  shut tight and it still seeps in.

I look to the door locked sure

  then silence fills the air.

I stop mid-stride and wait

in the eye and cannot see

 this fearful peace comes over me.


 the start

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