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Jul 2023
From my miserable cavity, out spills terror;
An illusion waiting to bite, the heavy desire of hunger
Splatter and traumatize with desire
Eyes creeping around the corner
When the shadow swiftly descends,
The next victim has been found.
𝐏𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬
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𝐏𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬  — the afterlife raven;
(— the afterlife raven;)   
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