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[bodytext] => I cant see you! now the games begin Demons and Spectres are dancing like lovers The Ghost gives me gifts a Devil to my mind a Demon to my gut , working with affinity Growing fule for my thoughts which decends to my core stoking the fire, that produces some more You are haunting me I created a Ghost Possesed by Demons, never rid of their curse [comments] => 1 [counter] => 169 [topic] => 43 [informant] => daggers [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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