Poem: Vanquished

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A spectre that lurks in the shadows,
Breeding terror under its reign.
With talons having torn at many a heart,
Its stranglehold now beginning to wane.

Eyes, so cold and callous,
A weight upon worlds too monstrous to bear.
At last, its tentacles exposed and receding,
Vanquished,
Come both the beast and its lair!

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