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Followed

Mystical and graceful,
Yet so strong, so powerful.
Sneaky whims, haunting spells,
Together, questions will dwell.
Eerie sights creep in your eyes,
Rebellious master of disguise.
Imagination's tricks,
Or is it real, and your transfixed?
Utter terror is this looming act,
So stay away to stay intact.

AprilMayJune

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Nice write. β˜ΊπŸ’βœ¨

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