Dancing In Between Dreams - Childish fears

Oh, the piercing silence;
hollow silence in the dead of the night.
Only the thudding of his footsteps could be heard,
so soft yet so loud.
Him who we all fear;
The children and even the dogs cry.
We hide as he glides,
gliding with pride,
while we, young ones,
hide.

Dancing In Between Dreams

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