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House of Night (The Gate)
Come into my house of night,
Where the fingers of the dark loom.
They love it when I play my games,
And wake that dead from their heavy sleep.
Children, when they come to my door,
Don't even get the words out of their mouths.
They run screaming from my house of night,
To a place of light, far, far, away.
As the door closes,
Darkness caresses my whole body.
And whisks me to the place my of choosing,
Because darkness needs a friend too.
They call me a witch, sometimes a sorcerer,
But really I am only a gate,
From heaven or he** to the real world.
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