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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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