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Shadow In The Night
Shadow in the Night,
Hollow and faceless,
Articulating into mere fright,
Death, spare this soul,
Only a man,
Withering, into dust!

I hear thunder in the background,
Now is not the time of fright!

Thoughts pass my mind,
Holding, onto myself,
Each step I take!

Now deep in thought,
I see a glimmer of...
God, who can it be,
Have you spared,
My father, it is he!



© William Stephen Foos