riddle me this, riddle me that. who's afraid of the big black bat?
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Post by Edward Nygma on Oct 9, 2015 4:46:34 GMT
I breathe, consume, and even dance. You'll feel me coming at a glance.
I leave you tender to the touch. With no form I move so much.
Friend or foe I'll prove to you. You'll never guess between the two.
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