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Umbra

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LittleStarKid

Published: Apr 13, 2016

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Somber jungle labyrinth.
Playground at dusk for a stealthy prowler.
Beware the interluding silence before the

crescendo!

Breaking galactic lullabies in our soft, slumbering vale.

I rule over this crepuscular empire with an army of shadows.
Hide in your cradles, burrows and dens.
Dream sweetly, prey; my eyes will glow in the firelight

when you exhale.

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