chillingA Poem by dusty4112chilling the chilling is cold as the nights unfold eating it victims alive eating them raw and whole but is it your fault you cant run no matter how much you try to get in the sun it doesn't make a difference if you hide you either get out dead or alive but their is something you can do stay away from the chilling and that's all you can do
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