2 The Fog Of Bellview Poem 4yr

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An entity slumbers yet its power seeps.
From the ground the great fog creeps. Bringing with it lack of sleep.
Lest you be swallowed by it's many teeth. Looks of fog can hide deceit.
Through its veil may hear deceased.
"Come to me" it cries so sweet.
One more voice for it to eat.