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It was cold that night from across the west and the days had lost their spark
And the yellow lights split the rain so bright and the dogs had lost their bark
What Hitchcock plots were hatched that night behind the shuttered door
When the curtain shook and the head beat down and he quietly was withdrawn
And we moved in the Beat
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