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So the house was said to be hunted
not letting one enter
and not letting anyone leave
but he didn't believe
and explored to quench
his thirst for curiosity
Was it a bad idea?
who can tell
He enters with his veins screaming
Telling him to go back
Well that was not his veins
but he should have gone back
Chairs slamming on walls
Tables shifting
the walls exchanging opening different rooms
His eyes red wide like tears were going to
and surprisingly it stopped
he couldn't move
he was stiff as wood
and then
he ran like the wind depended
on his speed
All it was a ghost
and he teared
I guess no one wants to play
he sighed
if only I had flesh
if only


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