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A mischievous stain on the wall
began to come alive like an old woman
who was wooing the death, she was
washing the corpse, was burying
the dead man, was planting flowers
on the tomb ‒ the ugly, evil, old woman
who was chattering about her being
the salt of the earth morphing
into a monster similar to a crustacean.
She was awakening a shiver of ridiculous
fear with a shake. She was coming away
from the wall.
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