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    Scarlet waves in quiet halls
    A muffled cry, a distant call
    It lingers there, between the seams
    A quiet ghost of broken dreams

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    I touch the red, it burns my hand
    A fleeting taste I can’t withstand
    It pulls me closer, it drags me in
    To face the blood beneath the skin

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