Creepy.
Dark and deserted.
Overgrown lawn.
Whispers in the wind.
The house calls.
It beckons.
The night falls.
And so do the footsteps.
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Creepy.
Dark and deserted.
Overgrown lawn.
Whispers in the wind.
The house calls.
It beckons.
The night falls.
And so do the footsteps.
SUSANNE LEIST 
I can relate to this beautiful poem 🙂
When I am hiking with my dog during late nights, I usually come across houses and mansions like the one in the picture.
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