Let's get lost in a pumpkin patch together. You be the ghost and I'll be the witch. We'll make pumpkin pies and eat them together under a full moon. It's the season of the witch, the day of the dead, all Hallow's eve. It's the time of candied white skulls in a cemetary, worms crawling in and out of coffins, ancestors rising up out of their graves to walk the earth for one night. Time for the masque, the costume ball--- Cleopatra, Lady MacBeth, Queen Elizabeth, the stripper, the harlot, the fairy, the girl.
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