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Don't Fear The Reaper

Came the last night of sadness
And it was clear she couldn't go on then
The door was open and the wind appeared
The candles blew and then disappeared


The curtains flew and he appeared
Saying don't be afraid, and she had no fear
And she ran to him, she had to go right then
They looked backward and said goodbye


She had taken his hand
Then they started to fly
She had become like they are
Come on baby, don't fear the reaper


By Blue Oyster Cult

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