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3d
Evil snarls at the friendly gate
Tentacles grip as they await
Shimmering spouts of disgust and horror
Slip through cracks
Is he the converter?

Bleak and black; grinning meal
Searching for someone else to steal
Trap and keep
Twist and ******
He is the converter
He is the converter
Written by
Cheyenne Chenoa  F
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