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TERROR'S RULE.
In breathless haste I reached my door.What great relief to reach that shore!
I vowed that I would nevermore
traverse a darkened trail.
Sheltered in my refuge sweet, ghosts of fear began retreat.
My heart returned its usual beat.
Pink cheeks replaced the pale.
Sitting quietly in my chair remembering my foolish fear
in running from what wasn't there,
a terror stricken fool.
Relaxing, I gave way to laughter, I can say I've not felt dafter,
laughed about it ever after,
that night of terror's rule.
