03 ~ hunting for blood

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You run and race and skitter

Writhe and litter and slither

Down across my rotten leaves

But will you find that which you seek

When you grasp in your hand the key

And happen a glimpse of my mystery 

Just like an animal hunting for blood

Hunt for long and you'll be caught

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