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Deathskins

What tomorrow brings  
leaving no stain
where twilight mingers  
a little death higher  
like dew on the fingers
ghosting a trauma  
across the moat
as the echoes linger  
sweet karma
death is the friar  
a little death higher  
Written by adagio
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