
Middle of the Night
She shakes
Away the cobwebs in her head,
Listen to what is said:
Someone was wished dead
Wished dead....
In the middle of the hall
She weeps.
Back into the cold, tiny stall
She creeps.
Out the window in the wall
She leaps....
She leaps
To fulfill their secret desire,
Puts out her burdenous fire:
Something to finally admire
Finally admire....
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