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3d
It was  just a song
on a holiday
the words pressed,
was on the tape,
Madonna's holiday,
and my sister told her,
My mother reared me
unconscious
and I woke in a pool of blood,
minis some little teeth.
A holiday I can't forget.........
The Haunting
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The Haunting  M/Near the eye of the Abyss
(M/Near the eye of the Abyss)   
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