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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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