Somewhere in the middle of the night I wake from dreams with a fright.The light from the street lamps outside beaming into my room like an invader coming into my room.
A moment uncertain as I move from dreams to bedroom.
In the middle of night strange noiuses break the silence.
I follow the lights dancing on my ceiling.
Night. The night is a different place. Things look different from the things of the day.
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