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The Mothman Cometh
The Mothman Comethby Michael DoyleGraceful yet frighteningI saw him by lightening With two red eyes glaringI couldn’t help staringPleading his wild eyed mysteryA part of West Virginian historyThis mysterious sort of beingThat the moonlight might bringA chilling whisper finds its … Continue reading
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