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The dark is consuming
It can feel thick & scary
The night covers the land
Maing the soul ever so weary
The mind animates the shadows
And plays a macabre joke
Potentially hearing things
Could it be some deceased folk
It’s at this time
With the flick of a switch
Bianca lights up
Like powers from a witch
The shadows recede
The dark is at bay
With her spell cast
The warmth returns as if it were day
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