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Red

Darkwood den,
Prospects dim,
Pupils dilate. 

Darkness in
Red mist thin, 
The wolves wait. 

Darkest din, 
Branches spin, 
Veins inflate. 

Dark fur, skin, 
Chin to chin, 
The hunters sate.

Darkwood den,
Prospects dim,
Pupils dilate.

Darkness in
Red mist thin,
The wolves wait.

Darkest din,
Branches spin,
Veins inflate.

Dark fur, skin,
Chin to chin,
The hunters sate.