The moonlight sets in the middle of the night
I heard a scream
Somehow it felt so real
The person’s voice sounded loud and clear
But they were no where near
My body trembles in fear
And I was overly scared
For I did not know which direction
The scream was coming from
East, west, north or south.

(2015)

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