When at night I walk
slowly down the sidewalk
with my steps making the only sound
and darkness the entire world surrounds
I will not turn around
to see who follows light
for I know it is probably
just a bird of night.
The real cause is that I fear
for a monster might be near.
Without me looking,
without me hearing,
Without my knowing,
it might not be.
And thus if I can help myself
bad omens,
atrocities,
signs and proofs
are all ignored like mere silly spoofs.
I sit aside,
and in my news I hide.
reality may not disturb
the comfort and security of my dreams curb.
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