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Sep 2013
I know they’re here, I feel their core
I see them dancing on the shore
They prance and haunt by dark the moon
They stalk their prey and **** them soon

They breach to dreams, all very deep
Whilst all the maggots soundly sleep
And run away, and hide in fear
When bright the dawn comes way too near

And when the dark night crawls once more
They come from the infernal door
Whisper and float and gnash their teeth
Whilst the slumbering dare not breathe

And they with teeth and jowls, strong
They bite with death whilst stalk nightlong
And whisk away their harmless prey
Far from the very lights of day
Copyright Gleb Zavlanov 2013
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Gleb Zavlanov
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