| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - There???s something new in there, something I can feel scuttling around, especially at night, when I can hear the wind moaning in the tall pines deep in the woods, in the dark, where I felt them the first time, the fiery pinpoints on my neck, and I knew what it was, up there in the tree behind me, but I didn???t want to turn to look, didn???t dare turn to look, because that???s when it gets you, t
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