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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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