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In the dead of the night they drive across the town..

So to never be seen.

Nobody knows of them in this lil town..

As they are so very quiet in there travels..

So not to  desterb anyone..

They have no real task..

No story to be told..

only the travels that can only be done at night..

Ones across town and on they will go..

Before the dawn of the day they will return home..

Till the next time they all come together as the ghost riders of this place they call home..