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Halloween

Witch's goblin's goals and knives death a awaits your saturn lives decayed by webs of dark desire death awaits your final hour creep along the darkend hallway under threads of spider silk under damp and musty smells under rank impacted stink squash your toes in something slimey never knowing what you felt allow your mind to shiver now death awaits your final hour Witch's goblins goals and knives death awaits your coming lives in the dim of midnight swinging death awaits the coming hour

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