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The Grand Master

You see me lurking in the darkness You hear me whispering in your ear You feel the icy grip of my fingers Helplessly you cower in fear I've heard a thousand voices scream I've seen a thousand empires fall I am the beginning of the end And soon I'm coming for you all I'm the taker of a thousand lives The keeper of a thousand souls I AM the Grand Master of Death YOU ARE the one for whom the bell tolls

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Date: 5/19/2024 5:34:00 AM
Yipe! Let me find my cross and some garlic...
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Randy Freie
Date: 5/20/2024 2:38:00 AM
Well Tom, garlic is good for your soul, so don't be cross. Thanks again my brother from another mother.

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