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The grave was freshly dug Just awaiting the arrival of the body Four Ghosts stood silent in wait They had waited a long time The waiting was over The gravestone would remain nameless There would be no mourners No prayers goodbye The body was checked for the final time A customerly nod would start proceedings The coffin was placed into the hole The gravediggers quickly shovelled the earth back into place. No words were spoken Satisfied, they left Four Ghosts stood silent in wait They had waited a long time. The waiting was over Four Ghosts Now Became Five.
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May 5, 2019
May 5, 2019 at 6:36 AM UTC
The Last Ghost.
The grave was freshly dug Just awaiting the arrival of the body Four Ghosts stood silent in wait They had waited a long time The waiting was over The gravestone would remain nameless There would be no mourners No prayers goodbye The body was checked for the final time A customerly nod would start proceedings The coffin was placed into the hole The gravediggers quickly shovelled the earth back into place. No words were spoken Satisfied, they left Four Ghosts stood silent in wait They had waited a long time. The waiting was over Four Ghosts Now Became Five.
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May 5, 2019
May 5, 2019 at 6:36 AM UTC
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