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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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