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“An Unnerving Thought”

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.

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Published
May 20, 2010
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