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The darkness swallowing me whole
The cold, engulfing me in its tight deathly embrace
The wind whispering words of deadly pleasure
" Swoosh" the dark trees bow to the ground disappearing in the fog as they kneel
I'm drowning in the ocean of delusions that creep onto me as fear settles in
The mist climbing down the back of my spine like grapevines
The eerie darkness, the ghostly stillness, and the intimidating tranquility



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