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Who are you, you strange one? You're there and then you're not. You sneak and peak, and then crawl away into the pack. You came to me once, in the light, as though to tease and say, I know you know. And in a moment of distraction you sleeked away again. How are your feet, my strange goblin? Have they recovered? Maybe the darkness and the drums will call us back to that place again and the hide and seek will resume.
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