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Jan 2012
Silently the immortal walks
A meal he patiently stalks
A great price one will pay
For they will die before day
Light is their only friend
For it will bring his end
But the chase brings him joy
For to him you are but a toy
So stay in from the night
Lest he hunt you tonight
Written by
Micuss Source
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