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Tomb Escape
Memory hovers
On darkened clouds
Corpse is rotting
In it's shroud
Face imprinted
On binding cloth
Image distinctive
Muscle lost
Death of flesh
Is ether's gain
No regrets
For long it reigned
Tuesday 7th June 2022 2:55 am
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