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You're in our talons now and we're never letting go
You're in our headlights, frozen, and you know we're not stopping.
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Created on 2014-06-15 05:24:32 (#2272819), last updated 2019-01-13 (345 weeks ago)
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Name: | Junior Apothecary Emilia Westmarch |
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Birthdate: | Jan 27 |

It was not Death, for I stood up,
And all the Dead, lie down—
It was not Night, for all the Bells
Put out their Tongues, for Noon.
It was not Frost, for on my Flesh
I felt Siroccos—crawl—
Nor Fire—for just my Marble feet
Could keep a Chancel, cool—
And yet, it tasted, like them all,
The Figures I have seen
Set orderly, for Burial,
Reminded me, of mine



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