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It was a cold dark night, with a hint of rain in the air The sparkles of light, carried by running drops from everywhere Looking like a city within a park A stunning sight in the dark A slight breeze whispers through the trees As I walk slightly splashing the puddles Leaving behind base like ripples I slightly hear a sweet voice call out 'Help, help, I cant get out' I turned to see what I heard As from the shadows he appeared With a horny mask and tight red suit He ran so fast his tailwind sounded like a flute The silence is replaced with screams and bangs Suddenly the devil appeared with girl in hands Placing her down on a vacant bench He vanished as if he fell in a trench Police arrive the girl is safe A hero new to this place A suitable name for this rebel HELLS KITCHEN DEVIL ????

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