Whispers of the Midnight Moon: A Tale of Halloween Shadows and Ghostly Gloom

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Beneath the midnight moon’s eerie glow,
Shadows dance in a spectral show.
The wind whispers secrets of ages past,
As Halloween night is here at last.

Jack-o’-lanterns light the way,
Guiding spirits who’ve gone astray.
Witches cackle, their broomsticks soar,
Through haunted skies forevermore.

Ghosts and goblins, a ghastly parade,
In the moonlight’s silver cascade.
Echoes of laughter, eerie and cold,
Stories of terror from days of old.

The night is alive with spectral delight,
As shadows merge with the pale moonlight.
In every corner, a tale untold,
On Halloween, where the brave and bold.

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