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Sunday, March 20, 2011

Night Light


Night Light
When she was too old
She closed the door,
Took the light out

of the wall.
She put it in a box
Inside

her closet.
She proclaimed
I am too old

for light.
And so she lay
Beneath

the ceiling.
No monsters came
And she tried to be

too old.

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