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Shafts of light penetrate the grays,
Hideous forms hang from chairbacks
And door-knobbed doorways;
Damned by their silhouettes.
Once when I was six and-a-half,
Woeful blurs crept out of the blacks
Thriving in the back of my closet
Heard them shuffling like the Mummy.
Even Wolfman growled before he bit
All of his intended victims, but then
This wasn't a movie, this was real.
Right in my room after bedtime.
Each teasing sock a new horror.
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