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I come from women Who prefer not to smile. From witches and warlocks And spirits, I come from the vampires that roam the streets
The moon brings me power The earth is my home And blood provides my strength I am a hunter of the night A Goddesses daughter The child blessed by Nix, Selene, and Hete I am blessed by dark, by moon, by night
I always look up to you, bro,
I saw myself before I was born, before my first digits twitched, before the first beats of my heart, before the chance meeting of my parents, before theirs did, and before them,  
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