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Gloomy night; only breaking stone-like silence
The owl screeching..
I woke up.
Some one knocking at my door.
Who can be? Who can be?
Pus-like moonlight oozing outside
Slightly opening a leaf of the door peeped at
curiously.
Oh! incredible !
High and dry my snow-white skeleton waiting....
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