What Happens Next...

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Deep in a cemetery far away, a soul lies in a coffin, but doesn't rest in peace. Buried that day as the sun shined and breeze blows not far behind. As the breeze blows and the trees dance in the wind a hand shoots up from the grave that he was rested in. As the clock strikes twelve he raises from in the ground stretches his body and searches for wounds. He walks out the cemetery proud and bold not bother by the other souls. He stands at the entrance and looks all around, not knowing which way to go. He walks down the dark road all by himself searching for the love of his life which he calls Dawnique. He's not afraid of the dark night, as walks by himself with the moon as his light. I shall give you a word of advice; watch your back on a full moon night because strange things happen when the moon is full at night.

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