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One need not be a Chamber to be Haunted One need not be a House The Brain has Corridors surpassing Material Place Far safer, of a Midnight Meeting External Ghost Than its interior Confronting That Cooler Host. Far safer, through an Abbey gallop, The Stones a’chase Than Unarmed, one’s a’self encounter In lonesome Place Ourself behind ourself, concealed Should startle most Assassin hid in our Apartment Be Horror’s least. The Body borrows a Revolver He bolts the Door O’erlooking a superior spectre Or More
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