witching hour polls and random musings

Send in the devourers of sadness. Let them creep from the shadows. Hungrily and cautiously they circle. Clustered together. Whispering strategies. Planning their approach. Sizing up my wounds. Assessing my defences and my strength. Eyes flashing with excitement. Lips parted. Ready for a taste. But what they don’t know is this. I have lured them …

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