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vlad the impaler (Remove filter)

Ain’t Frit

and now  the voices start

those grody sounds that stop your heart

 

beneath the floor, within the walls

the precedent for dull footfalls

 

calling to us one by one

with no clear sight of saint or villain

 

a spectral round of hide and seek

directed by a floorboards creak

 

each time we search there’s nothing there

but of this guest we’re so aw...

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