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There are things in front of
you that you can see and not
feel, there are bunches of hair and
tufts of skulls. She waves and then
you hear this and the words
on top of the towers reach into
you and feels around the bits of
your bones, taking the gold and
leaving the blood and you say
the blood stays behind your eyes,
but it feels like it’s from
your hands.

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