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NIGHT PREDATOR
Lights off
Eyes shut
Mind drowsing
Its door ajar
Unseen the muse out sneaking
Silently the rooms soaring
Against walls blindly knocking
Preys restlessly around chasing
Over catchy images mulling
Poetic words in far corners hunting
Beautiful rhymes at last catching
Back through the door all of them haling
The master mind his sentence giving
Into verse the prisoners eternally latching
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