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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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