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I spent the evening inside my head.
An enchanting time as I dance with the dead.
Cloudy memories and ghosts of the past,
Old skeletons released from slumber at last.
Twirling and spinning, we dance around,
Their graves sing out a haunting sound.
Angels and demons hop and prance,
While dark monsters stare as if in trance.
It's a subconscious festival of loved ones gone,
And my mind begins to awaken from the ghostly fog.
As my eyes open to witness the dawn light,
I await to dance with the dead again tonight.