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Moving thought the fog

We can’t stop or look back

Though the Bayou lands

Riding fast thought the grass

monsters or curses idk

Moving we aren’t alone

Fog still haven’t clear

Peolpe going missing

Saying took under the water

Where they go

In the water

Girl with teeth

In the green

watching me

Bodys can’t be found

She has took them

Where I can’t say

But she can’t be far away