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In the misty night, beneath the moon's silvery light, she rises, ghost-like, from her solitary tomb. Clothed in the bridal gown she was buried in, and holding a single red rose. Ever searching for her one true love.
Your imagination is like a horse, it takes you to new places and if you let it run free you will be amazed with what you will see