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[thebookofjoel]

Last night the spectre of the Queen Mum Floated above my bed. Her wrinkles glowing like Jesus fire and her thin bejeweled fingers reached out towards me. Her lips glowed like red embers and her voice whispered like a thousand armies on quick-time march as she utter this phrase: "Come back. You are one of us now!" I threw my pillow at the spectre

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[theother_one]

i will see you tomorrow!