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Spirits of the Night

Spirits Of The Night A witch has cast an evil spell, and opened up the gates of hell. Pouring out upon the ground the ghosts of hell are spirit bound. Among the stones row on row they rise this night, stand and grow. Incessant shrills that fill the sky, in the dark we hear their cry. Souls so cold and full of fright spirit wraiths that fly by night. All, whom dare to wander there, knows that evil lives out there. Monsters, Zombies, Ghosts and Ghouls playing by their own rules. Hideous creatures of the night call to the heavens spreading fright. In the streets, they run and play Trick or Treat is what they say. By Josehf Lloyd Murchison

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