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May 2010
Fred Bandit is watching you.
Watching and waiting
Cold, Calculating.
His shadowy tentacles
Embracing all that you
Seem to be.
Sid Sinister is thinking
About you.
Woe to the individual
Involved in his thoughts!
The slightest perception
is all that
He needs to know
What and Who
You truly are.
Unnerving isn’t it?
To now know that together
They make up the
Dream.
Written by
Nickolas Lawson
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