It was morning
And down the streets
In endless numbered rows
The time worn shops of spectral merchants stood open.
Inviting you to buy their wares
Come and buy
Here where the lost souls shop
In search of that special something
That can bring the magic back to their lost lives.
The morning doors are open.....
The spectral shops call.....
Come and buy your life away.....
Spend your life today.....
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