Filled with stars and moon,
Not all is sleeping.
In the corners in the shadows
We crouch there waiting.
You walk through the alley
bravely by yourself,
Not noticing that we follow you
with preternatural stealth.
Unlike a dog or cat,
Nothing else could track you like that.
As you hurry past
We slip again out of your sight,
so quickly there is no chance
of you being saved tonight.
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