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In the shadows, under moon's soft glow,
There's a figure, where dark winds blow.
With eyes that gleam like stars so bright,
The vampire of the night takes flight.

Oh, he's the creature of the moon's delight,
With a hunger that burns in the dead of night.
His whispers haunt, his touch so cold,
The vampire of the night, forever bold.

Through the mist, he silently creeps,
In the darkness, where his secret sleeps.
His cloak of black, his fangs so keen,
The vampire of the night, unseen.

Oh, he's the creature of the moon's delight,
With a hunger that burns in the dead of night.
His whispers haunt, his touch so cold,
The vampire of the night, forever bold.

In the heart of darkness, he finds his feast,
On crimson dreams, his hunger released.
But beware, for once you're bitten,
You'll join his ranks, forever smitten.

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