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On dark mysterious nights A young mysterious lady (Who had mysterious black hair And wore a mysterious black dress) Brought mysterious black berries From a mysterious garden To her mysterious hut. One day a mysterious man Knocked at her mysterious hut The mysterious lady welcomed him in And gave him a mysterious drink. The mysterious man died a mysterious death.
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Apr 4, 2018
Apr 4, 2018 at 1:28 PM UTC
Mysterious
On dark mysterious nights A young mysterious lady (Who had mysterious black hair And wore a mysterious black dress) Brought mysterious black berries From a mysterious garden To her mysterious hut. One day a mysterious man Knocked at her mysterious hut The mysterious lady welcomed him in And gave him a mysterious drink. The mysterious man died a mysterious death.
Funny how some things happen mysteriously.
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Apr 4, 2018
Apr 4, 2018 at 1:28 PM UTC
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