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Excerpts From The 2 Moon Festival

0009 The Bat

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The Bat is one who comes for thee, on nights alone in fevered dreams.
To take your eyes, and kill your family...
One night alone in fevered dreams,
The Bat is he who came for me.

- Nod Satok [Poems For Halloween]

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kz3r0745: i spend a lot of time off-world. going here & there, doing this or that. connoisseur of caffeinated beverages, driver of hi-performance vehicles [at low speeds]. walking the thin line between reality & fantasy - searching for that space where that line remains permanently blurred.

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