2:21AM - The Wanderer

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Off she goes, where no one knows
The path she walked, she might've been stalked
A shadow has passed but it was too fast

She felt scared like someone just stared
She waited to see until it was three
She felt the cold breeze and wasn't at ease

The room went dark and suddenly the dog barked
The wind chimes were loud, just like a crowd
She likes to wander, too bad it's not summer.

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