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TORN APART..
PIECE BY PIECE,
TILL THERE'S NOTHING LEFT.

BROKEN..
BEATEN..
STRIPPED AWAY,
ALL IS LAID TO WASTE.

BLOODED..
MUTILATED..
BY ONES SELF,
NOTHING IS WHAT WAS.

TO REST..
TO HEAL..
TO MEND AGAIN,
TO LIVE ANOTHER DAY.


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