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Healed


Clouds drift
past
the

Moon.

Everything
is

right

&

in

itís

rightful

Place,

Into

gleam
of
blade

Made
for
the

Craft

of

the

Kill:

Bleed
out
into

Nothingness,

nothing less
than
nothing

more

to

feel;

Now you

are

Healed.
Cipher_O
Written by Cipher_O (Zero_Stillness)
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