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SPILLING THE FLOWERING BRIBES FROM HIS PAW
THE BROKEN PETALS CLIMBING THE WALLS
STEALING MY OXYGEN, NO AIR AT ALL
FROM THE BED I HEAR HIM CALL
BUT I ANSWER COOING WHEN THE NIGHT FALLS
THE COTTON SWORD IS STORMING THE HALL
CUTTING MY VISION TO NO SIGHT AT ALL
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