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Outlast

Silent I move, I make not a sound

you will not know when my shadows around

I know your scent, I know your name

there's plenty of copses that once played your game.

For I am the future.

I am the past.

I will endure.

I will outlast.

◄ DOUBT

The Klan ►

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