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Exquisite, suffering and sublime,
It's calming and airy, you could,
You could. Now the blood is ebbing.
I'm momentary, and I'm glittering.

Fading, my soul is pulsing...I'm
Gathering in someplace far
Away from anywhere else. And it's
Quiet there, and cool, peaceful,
Warm, still, breathing like the
Dying, one in. And it's brilliant.

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