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Your sins are bouncing back on me Wrapping and twining around You’ve molded the way that I respond Sold me out to be a victim Taught me to g..

I envisioned I was a werewolf a hybrid human beast free to walk with man by day but captured by the moon's command human face with human paws blo..

After the first attack there were a few survivors, soldiers that had fought hard, now regulated to cells waiting for the next experiment.

In a time of changing technology the human race has managed to change its own genetic structure in a way that Darwin could have never predicted.

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