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GHOSTS: The Blood Solstice

I was too young, with a full life ahead 
An accident, a crash, and now I am dead
Jordan,.. Jordan Jenkins was my name
Now in a different realm I must remain
To my family, loved ones, and friends that I knew
I scrigned, I blinked, and loss my time with you
Cherish your time now, this life aint a game.

However sad it is, and sad it must be
Know that I have new friends now 
And I am in goo...

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