Strange Writing
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The Bite

The moon bathes you in a glow

Eyes flutter and breathing slows

Flowers shudder in a vase

Thin shadows caress your face

A silhouette looms in the door

You wonder what it’s looking for

Fog presses against the window panes

You blood thunders in your veins

The shadow looms with outstretched hands

Time slips away like sand

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