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AN OMINOUS AIR FILLS THIS PLACE
A word rests upon a discarded page
Concave, as it bled from a voiceless heart
Reaching for lines that could mask the disdain
Of finding that the end has become the start
'ANIMA'
Published 8th May 2018
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