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Wednesday, September 25, 2013
Grave Miasma - Odori Sepulcrorum (Profound Lore; 2013)
Poison in the night air
/licking at a gravestone;/we caught it unaware:/however, the epidemic cast such a pall,/and, unfortunately affected all:/even this one red dress,/ held, yes, in my won paw:/ reddening and laughter-infecting my gaping maw.
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