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Thousands of Turks he has slain.
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I have a thirst for your blood, / I need it now, before it’s too late, / It’s almost time for you to meet your fate. / I lurk in the shadows, I hide from the light, / I sleep by day and roam through the night. / Inby The Byronic man 95 lines, 4 comments, on Jul 16 10:22 AM 2007. In Dracula, Fantasy, Vampires, Gothic
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