Night.
Time of the great silence
the unknown lurks around.
Watching, waiting.
Anywhere, everywhere at once.
Unforgettable, the things that stay with us.
The good times, they pass too soon.
The bad moments, they stick
and haunt our dreams.
I do not fear night.
Stronger in the darkness,
my dreams take shape.
The Forgotten walks again tonight.
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