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...&.....& #--#--------------------------------#--# &.&&..&...
..&&....&& =  she was leaking.  there was a wound = &&.&.&&...
.&.&...&.& = and  she  was  pouring out  of  it,  = .&&&&.&...
&&&&..&&&. #  pluming  into  the  coiled  scarves # &...&&&...
...&.&..&& = tight  around her, a  beige  cocoon  = &..&..&..&
..&&&&.&.& = spun  from  all those garments, now  = &.&&.&&.&&
.&...&&&&& #    unrecognizeable,    traceless.    # &&.&&.&&.&
&&..&....& =  slowly   drawing  out  the  liquid  = .&&.&&.&&&
.&.&&...&& =      parts       of       her.       = &.&&.&&...
&&&.&..&.& #--#--------------------------------#--# &&.&&.&...
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