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Monday, October 06, 2008
It prowls through the night, Its crimson tail flashing, Swiftly gliding through the scarce light, Never stopping, always dashing.
She gracefully stacks her prey, Gliding from patch of darkness, to patch of darkness, Nothing can keep the immanent danger at bay, For the graceful creature's only secret is aggresivness.
She prowls through the night, Her crimson eyes peircing, Gracefully gliding through the scarce light Never stopping, always running, The fox.
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