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Nov 2021
Shhh... let's be quiet baby
The night is so loud, it got me thinking that maybe...
You and I could fade away
Disappear down to the Long Creek grave
I heard a tale that the ghosts will dance
You need to knock on Sarah's stone for the chance
Lift your hand baby, and knock three times
One, Two, Three. Do you hear the chimes?
Gentle tings in the distance. Oh, what could it be?
I feel a wiggle and you suddenly push away from me
Hey now honey... it is only my the worm that hides in my cheek
It likes to come through my rotting flesh for a peek
Nevermind the interruption of our fun
You and I are nowhere near done
You knocked precisely right
For that, I shall dance all night
SJ
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SJ  Arizona
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