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Poem: There’s Nothing

Using writing prompts “This turned out to be untrue”, “An assortment of terrors”, and “extinction of shadows”. “There’s nothing in the dark,” they said,“Nor ‘neath the bed,Nor in your head.”This turned out to be untrue. “There’s nothing clawing at your door,Or o’er the floor,Or from the shore.”This turned out to…

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