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Terror

How cold and quick can Terror be! For long it slithers by, unfelt, Until its victim cannot see The blow of horror being dealt. It waits in darkness long indeed Allowing victims false aplomb, Then blazes out with strength and speed As bold and baneful as a bomb. Relentless courage must have he Who hunts this serpent in the night, Until at last his hand is free Its head to sever with a scythe. Find my poems and published poetry volumes at www.eton-langford.com

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