Monster

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Fresh blood,
The monster call,
Last lullaby song,
She singing along,
Monster knocking,
Comfortably she's sleeping,
Her brother gamers,
Play with the monster,
When monster smiling,
They look yellow,
Once more they stepping,
They're die in the sorrow.

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