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hey fear me. For I am immortal.Forever young, I watch them age, wither and die.
They fear me.
T
hey fear me. For I am beautiful.A black brilliance, they shun my terrible countenance.
Yet I am irresistible.
They fear me.
T
hey fear me. For I am their desire.I will embrace them with my sensuous eyes.
And I will not release them, though my gaze passes on to another.
They fear me. 
T
hey fear me. For I am a being of the night.The salt, sweet wine that flows within their veins sustains me.
They fear me. 
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hey fear me. They call me evil. But they do not know me.They say I have no soul, that I cannot love.
They are wrong.
For I have loved you. 