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I’m getting closer,

can you feel me?

Can you smell me?

I know he can,

he sees me when he closes his eyes,

my rows of teeth,

my eyes of black,

I taunt him,

I laugh,

how helpless is he,

my servant,

my minion,

the first to die,

he can’t save you all,

but he’ll try.

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The First

I am the first born, and I will be the last

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