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The monsters are not under the bed.
The monsters are not under the stairs.
They aren't in the closet.
They aren't in the attic.
They do not live in the darkness.
Or even in the shadows.
The monsters are in the sunshine.
The monsters are in the light.
The monsters all live right in plain sight.
Hiding where you can see them.
And there's nowhere left to run
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