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~Resurectionist & Aspiring Necromancer~
When I find the living a bore
There's a place I go
I answer the call, go over a wall
Where the crosses are all in a row
I mind the trees, get down on my knees
And sit down next to his grave
If you squirm at the Conqueror Worm
This is no place for thee
Or if you fright at the mere site
Of the corpse of my Annabel Lee
If you fear there's something you hear
A heart beating under the floor
Still your heart, there's no need to start
It's just me having tea with Lenore. - Voltaire 'Graveyard Picnic
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