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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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