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I like to walk amongst the shadows

Its misty tendrils around me thrown

Hiding frantically from the sunlight

For fear my sins shall be known

Pensively gathering my thoughts

within the corners of my mind

Darkness entwines my very being

Shaded in this existence assigned

Don't ask to anguish in my nuisance

For it would mean almost certain death

My aberrant course of kindred spirits

Tis' not so lonesome on this path



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