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Mar 26. 2026
The bane of summer evenings and the early morning hours, I track my prey by following their exhaled breath, And slip in under the radar, undetected. A gentle prick that you won't even feel, And I'll secret away your most precious resource for my next meal. You'll never see me coming as I take off like a thief in the night, If I'm careful, you'll never know I was there until I am long gone