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drawing thin red lines in my mind down the length of life in my palm wondering how long how long this song must go on before i surrender to myrk and shadowed sleep mer and slipping deep under night waves crested with a name lost in the lace-wrapped bundle in a chest full of memory and dow beyond scarlet geld and a kiss beyond price
Same.
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Beautiful repetition here.
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