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In the twilight hour

Is when I show my power

I walk faster than most

Though I'm not a ghost

I can make you mine

With my red eyes divine

What I desires in you're vein

Red blood be thy name

I'd drink til you're last heartbeat

Any more would mean my defeat

Then home to my coffin I will lay

To sleep in the hours of the day

By Anne-marie Cockburn

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