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By nicky_heart
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10/18/2023 20:31:37
As a gentle breeze rustles the dry cornstalks, my precious Rosine, a sound is heard as a goblin walks by during a harvest moon and hears a black cat's cry. Oh, do the witches fly while a bonfire catches a pumpkin's gleam. Rejoice, soon it will be Halloween! Robert
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