fright/scare/halloween
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A light fall breeze passes over the forlorn field,
Carrying with in an air of lonesomeness, a desire
To restore life into what has been sealed
Up for all eternity
its the cold wind breeze,
its the chill of the night,
its the creepers of the dark,
its bedtime for the light.
run to your homes,
lock your doors,
close your curtains,
