Its heartbeat is not human.
Its gaze is cold, distant.
It flies above the clouds,
even in daylight, almost without sound.
It keeps its brain in a box
far away from its victims.
It listens to voices
in different frequencies,
voices of the soon to be dead.
Its presence is forever denied
even as it leaves
a trail of death and destruction.
Pray it does not hear
your most silent whisper.
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