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Something out of nowhere Is coming in your direction To chase whatever it crosses Whatever it sees And whatever it touches it doesn't hurt It doesn't scratch it doesn't suffocate And it doesn't mutilate ... But it kills and it fades away Slowly
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Dec 25, 2020
Dec 25, 2020 at 3:42 PM UTC
Hunt
Something out of nowhere Is coming in your direction To chase whatever it crosses Whatever it sees And whatever it touches it doesn't hurt It doesn't scratch it doesn't suffocate And it doesn't mutilate ... But it kills and it fades away Slowly
HopefulSoul
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Dec 25, 2020
Dec 25, 2020 at 3:42 PM UTC
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