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Jan 2015
Hiding in shadows
Alone and afraid
this thing they have been hunting
Do they know my true name
It is deception pure and unbridled
The trickster and manipulator
Do they even have a clue
This face I have
The skin they do know
Can be shed in a heart beat
And in sight I would go
There is no hope
For this creature I fear
His face a mask
I been hiding all my life
This is the truth
Being that which I am not
But how do you hunt the shadows on the walls
And scare the monster under the bed
Does light free you from this murders dread
There are those eyes
You know they change color
But the rest of the beast can change to another
How many names have I collected on this journey
And how many more need know of my furry
I am that thing slipping in shadow
No claws or fangs
Just a mind and a will to better my foes
You can't fight what you can not see
And I am far out of sight
You think you have one
but only round one in this god awful fight
Ranger
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Ranger  In the Dark
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