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tea Dec 2020
Horror lurked in the shadows,
All the dead creatures arose.
Lingering is the voice of hell,
Leftover is their shrieks and yell.
Occupying the roads and streets,
Whoever came upon them retreats.
Eating and haunting along the way,
Enduring are souls who died that day,
Neither men nor pets could get away.

— The End —