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A collection of various short stories and poetry. |
| Day 3 Entry to "Invalid Item" Spooks are in the air, And so is Love. Two beings met in the Night, One riding on a broom, And the other is barely visible. Cupid came late this year, And shot both with his arrows. Some say he missed, And hit the wrong targets, But spooks are in the air, And so is, Love. Line Count 10 |