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2d
Midnight stirs the woods to wake,
the earth begins to tremble,
birds cry out in frantic flight,
while creatures twist and stumble.
From the depths of darkest night,
Beelzebub ascends in flame,
spitting fire, a curse unleashed,
a nightmare with no name.
Written by
Roger
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