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'Who are you, what are you? ' I wondered, gazing into their eyes,
As we stood in the heart of the woods, where the old mansion lies.
An ancient edifice of forgotten tales, under storm-laden skies,
A group of friends, drawn in, despite the fear it belies.
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Under an unfeeling moon's icy stare,
Arrived a package, an ominous snare,
Wrapped in the whispers of a time long lost,
Its verses harbored a dark and heavy cost.
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Valentine, thoughts of you swirl—
deeper each day into realms of dreams.
Desire and magic unfurl,
casting gleams in a world of fantasy.
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Don't just play the game, be it,
Own the board, they'll never beat it.
If foes cross lines, make them pay,
Set the rules, lead the fray.
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