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Ten years ago on a cold dark night someone was killed in the town hall
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lights.
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Few were at the scene but they all agreed that the slayer who ran looked a
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lot like me She walks these hills in a long black veil She visits my grave
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when the night winds wail Nobody knows nobody sees Nobody knows but me