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Loves shadow
They had been married for over forty years. He knew her time was close as her invitation from death had come in the mail a few days ago. Now he was desperate so he went to the local voodoo shop and traded his soul for a pair of scissors that the lady promised if he used them correctly he could cut off her shadow and his own then he would have to carefully attach her shadow to his body and his to hers. At night he would dance with her shadow before they went to bed and then he would curl up with it and fall into a blissful sleep .
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