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The Night is indifferent,

its back forever turned

on acts of violence

a blinding visage

The night cloaks evil

A sense forgotten

Nature so intimate

shivers of betrayel

space once empty

is full of potential

Beauty is the chase, Beauty is the streak of prey

Beauty is the glimmer of steel in moonlight

Beauty are the eyes wide, and the Breath frozen

Nature so intimate

shivers of betrayel

space once empty

is full of potential