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| Beyond the Grave This Halloween night please beware, step outside only if you dare, tread gravely. The tortured dead writhe in their beds, breaking free, tearing bonds to shreds, those grave-bound. Seeking live bodies for a home, lonely, lost souls are known to roam from graveyards. They'll snatch you up without a thought, moon shines bright on an empty plot, no gravestones. If possessed you'll be the undead, soulless creature without a head and graveless. ~~Judi Van Gorder Notes: ▶︎ |