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A shadow flees through the nightSwift and stealthyA demonwith glowing red eyesShe stopsin front of a bistroMoves in,closing in on her preyNo onewill escape hertonightShe is not seen,this demon shadowand no one runs in fearNor do they noticeher presenceInstead they sitand chatand sip their lattesShe slips insidewithout opening... More..

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