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The rythmic party beat
went on. Nothing really
seemed to be wrong.
But in walks a ghostly figure
of black and white. Floating
across the floor it gave me
quite a fright.
And suddenly death fell apon
them in an instant glance.
And that is the story
of The Last Dance.
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