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there are pumpkins moving around the candle lights bright the surround blood red fountain spinning in middle people going to this haunted house over the hill no one visits the castle any other day but dressed vampires and ghost in black and grey dance around feeling home in this spooky place today, the other world get mortals embrace They get to be the normal, not the one odd today, nobody cares about the screams and shout the transformation and apparition today, no one believes those vision They'll fall for the traps, blend within the gaps tricking and treating strutting around the atmosphere lit with the hooting sound.
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Oct 31, 2017
Oct 31, 2017 at 12:19 PM UTC
Spooky place
there are pumpkins moving around the candle lights bright the surround blood red fountain spinning in middle people going to this haunted house over the hill no one visits the castle any other day but dressed vampires and ghost in black and grey dance around feeling home in this spooky place today, the other world get mortals embrace They get to be the normal, not the one odd today, nobody cares about the screams and shout the transformation and apparition today, no one believes those vision They'll fall for the traps, blend within the gaps tricking and treating strutting around the atmosphere lit with the hooting sound.
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Oct 31, 2017
Oct 31, 2017 at 12:19 PM UTC
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