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Vampires in the Night
beautiful, on the face of mine
when you will make a plea,
in an language only we speak
you hint me to meet by the lake
you walk through the woods
with an lantern in one hand
to jumping into my arms
when we meet at the lake
bats flying across the dead sky
and haunted mansion that whispers our song
may we be the vampires tonight
who stray without any care
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Maanvinder Pilania
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