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Created on: May 23, 2009
I am the Kiss of Death.
You cannot resist me,
I steal upon you in the night.
No one can save you now.
Deep in the Shadow's,
That no mortal can know.
I am Fate.
I am Death.
You cannot hide from me.
I know all the hidden places,
I know all the hidden secrets.
Nothing is safe from me.
From your dreams,
Nothing is hidden from my mind.
Do not fear,
All must die.
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