Chapter 1
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The black beast, the pestilential loneliness,
So quietly’s sleeping at my feet.
Worst of all nightmares, fears and phobias,
Looking harmless and almost sweet.
I should run away, should take some bravery,
But I’m sure there’s no place to hide…
Amber eyes ‘re aware of all knavery.
They’re like candles glowing in the night…
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